Maybe a Fake Gintama

Chapter 356: In Okaasan’s Eyes, Your Haircut Is Not Qualified

Chapter 356: In Okaasan’s Eyes, Your Haircut Is Not Qualified

Yoshiwara, the morning of a day off.

In front of the TV, a man was lying on the floor with one hand on his head, the little finger on the other hand was digging into his ears and watching the contents of the TV in boredom. After hearing the footsteps in the corridor outside the door, he instantly got up and came to the door.

"Tsukki," Kawaki opened the door and stuck his head out. He smiled at Tsukuyo, who had just passed by the corridor, and said, "I have to go out later."

"Oh." Tsukuyo only glanced at Kawaki and responded indifferently, without even stopping her footsteps.

But then, Tsukuyo inadvertently glanced at the content displayed on the TV in Kawaki's room. She immediately stopped, and her expressionless face revealed a bit of surprise.

Noticing the change in Tsukuyo's expression, Kawaki followed Tsukuyo's line of sight. After seeing the source made Tsukuyo feel surprised, he immediately laughed a few times and began to explain.

"That is the video that Sogo-kun sent over. It's quite interesting. Previously, he invited me as a guest, but because of a game, I was delayed." After a pause, Kawaki continued, "Now I just want to pick a game as a gift in return."

Watching the chainsaw scene on TV, which was obviously imitated, and Toshiro who was obviously made half-dead by Sogo at the end of the film, several black lines emerged from the corners of Tsukuyo's eyes.

"Right," Kawaki suddenly thought of something and asked, "Tsukki, do you know any cinema staff? Such a good work should be seen by everyone."

Tsukuyo, who was a little speechless. She snorted, turned her face away, and left without any hesitation.

"What a strange woman. If you don't know, just say you don't know. Why do you have such an attitude..." Looking at Tsukuyo's back, Kawaki was a little confused. Then he shrugged and said to himself, "There is no other way. I can only go to the cinema to look for one. Shinsengumi's deputy captain as the chief actor must be very interesting. Maybe I can make a lot of money."

Thinking of this, Kawaki quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Sogo. After a few seconds, Kawaki received a message that Sogo agreed.

"Okay, if the producer, planner, director, and one of the leading actors, Sogo-kun agree, there will be no big problem." Kawaki pinched his chin as he analyzed himself. Then, he raised his head and revealed a smile. At the same time, he snapped his fingers. "Okay! Everything is fine!"

...

On the street of Edo.

Kawaki, who had just bought a game in Akihabara, was holding the videotape Sogo gifted him. He discussed related matters regarding the box office earnings and screening time in the cinema.

At present, more than half of the people in charge of the cinema expressed a strong desire to cooperate as soon as they heard that the lead actor was the deputy chief of Shinsengumi.

Although the content of the video was obvious and deliberately imitated, it would definitely sell a lot because of Shinsengumi's deputy chief and captain's reputation! Not to mention other things, those Jouishishi who hated Shinsengumi and wanted to find Shinsengumi's weakness would definitely not be absent!

After negotiating various matters with the person in charge of the eighteenth cinema and signing a contract, and leaving behind a copy of the videotape, Kawaki left satisfied.

...

"I feel like I can make a lot of money~" As Kawaki walked, he excitedly muttered to himself, "Now I can buy as many games as I want~ Ah~ I'm really happy today~"

"Is it already this late?" Kawaki stopped and looked up at the sun in the sky. Then, he continued to walk forward, "It seems that it is time to eat. It's better to go back early."

Just as he finished speaking, two familiar people suddenly appeared at the corner not far ahead, or rather a somewhat familiar sunglasses uncle, and a somewhat familiar young man wearing a turban.

"Yo, Uncle, young Shogun." Kawaki raised his hand and greeted Matsudaira and the Shogun beside him.

"So it's you, kid." Matsudaira, who was dressed in casual clothes, stopped and looked at Kawaki in front of him.

"Kawaki-san, long time no see." Shige Shige raised his head and sighed slightly.

"Perfect!" Matsudaira suddenly thought of something, "Little brother, I'll leave the young Shogun to you! Uncle, I still have to go to the usual nightclub, but the young Shogun doesn't seem very interested in accompanying me."

"Leave it to me!" Kawaki narrow his eyes and gave a thumb up at the same time. Then, he very familiarly grabbed the young Shogun's shoulder and smiled, "Hey, do you still want to go to Yoshiwara? The girls in that store have been talking about you for a while. How about it?"

"Is that so?" A faint nostalgic smile appeared on Shige Shige's face.

"I'll leave the young Shogun to you, little brother!" Matsudaira took out a stack of ten thousand yen bills from his bosom and handed it to Kawaki. However, when he was taking out the money, he also accidentally took out a manga.

"What is this?" Kawaki took a stack of notes and the manga and asked doubtfully, "The seventh volume of "Abu-san"? Is this manga still being serialized? Didn't I remember that it was already more than the 200th volume?"

"Ah, sorry, this is for a friend." Matsudaira took the manga and sighed, "Sigh, I almost forgot about this matter. I have to go there before going to the nightclub..."

Seeing Matsudaira sigh and feel a little disappointed, Shige Shige suggested, "Katakuriko, why don't you let me help you return to that friend of yours?"

"Eh? Is that okay? It's a little far from here." Matsudaira asked in surprise, "And this place is next to Yoshiwara. Didn't you say that you were going to Yoshiwara?"

"Ah, it's okay. I just wanted to have a chat with Kawaki-san." Shige Shige turned to look at Kawaki, "Is that okay, Kawaki-san? It's a bit of a waste of time."

"Ah, yes, yes. After all, You've already paid for it." Kawaki nodded, then chuckled, "Satisfying customers is Yoshiwara's purpose! Not to mention that Yoshiwara is also part of the service industry!"

"Is that so, that's great." Shige Shige smiled and then took the manga from Matsudaira, "Katakuriko, just tell me the address."

"Alright..."

...

On the other side, in an unremarkable old-fashioned barber shop, with a bun, moustache, and glasses, the uncle who can be called the owner of the shop was standing behind a certain silver-haired man with naturally wavy hair sitting in a chair and was talking to him.

The entire shop looked very cold and old. There was only one customer. There was also a certain bespectacled youth and a certain bun-headed girl who followed Gintoki. However, these two people were not here to trim their hair.

"Do you know why Chonmage turned into something that involved shaving?" The shop owner glanced at the various hairstyles pasted on the wall and asked.

"People started growing pimples on the top of their heads or something?" Gintoki casually replied.

"No, no." The shop owner shook his head. At the same time, he helped Gintoki tie up the cloth. Then, he explained, "It was so it wouldn't get too stuffy when they put their helmets on. In other words, it's a symbol of how the samurai are always prepared for battle. Like the spirit of a samurai."

"Spirit, huh..." Gintoki echoed in a perfunctory manner.

"In the end, what do you think it looks like now?" The shop owner was a little helpless and a little unhappy as he continued, "They've given up the Mage hairstyle and the spirit. Now they want their hair all curly or dyed. Wouldn't the Land of Samurai be shocked to know?"

"So what'll it be today?" The shop owner finally got to the point.

"A straight perm." Gintoki had no energy on his face, but his words were unusually straightforward. Then, he casually continued, "You never give up, Pops. You can tell that story for the rest of your life and I still won't ask for a Mage. A straight perm."

"You never give up, big guy. That won't be enough to fix your hair." The shop owner replied, "Your twisted personality is twisting your hair. Just go with a Mage. We have to fix you from the inside."

"Cut it out already." Gintoki curled the corners of his mouth and continued with some disdain, "A Mage is the spirit of a samurai? That's just an excuse those balding oldies came up with. "This isn't a receding hairline. It's so I can wear the helmet." Put a wig on before you wear the helmet, moron."

"You have no idea," The shop owner corrected him earnestly, "You don't shave your head so you can put the helmet on. You become bald because you're wearing a helmet. Bruno [Beep]na, Rubens [Beep]ello, and even [Beep]neuve, famous for being handsome, had a receding hairline after four years in the F1. So it's really scary, an airtight helmet. Going airtight can lead to scary results."

"F1 drivers don't tie their hair back, right?" Gintoki complained weakly.

However, the shop owner completely ignored him and continued, "See? Not only is Mage part of the identity, the whole idea is a kind of practice, where everyone shave their head so bald people don't feel bad. We can all go bald together."

"What's that? Some kind of human instrumentality project?"

"You done yet, Gin-chan?" Kagura, who was sitting on the sofa for the guest at the side, turned her head to look at Gintoki and asked. However, when she saw that there was no change in Gintoki, she instantly changed her tone of an old mother, "Huh? Hey, what is this? That's not cleaned up at all. They'll have to come get it cut again in no time. Cut it shorter. Master, please give him a buzz cut."

"Are you my Okaasan?" Gintoki shouted.

"An afro perm works, too," Kagura sat back down and opened the manga in her hand, "One that takes a really long time."

"Why are you trying to read all of Golgo 17?" Gintoki snapped, "Get lost, idiot! This isn't a manga cafe!"

"What~ I'm in the middle of the episode "Shen Long"," Kagura pouted and complained, "Golgo has accepted an offer to fight Shen Long for control of the school."