Maybe a Fake Gintama

Chapter 404: If You Can’t Find a Direction for Your Work Hard, Why Not Work Hard for 3 Meals a Day First!

Chapter 404: If You Can’t Find a Direction for Your Work Hard, Why Not Work Hard for 3 Meals a Day First!

Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 404 If You Can't Find a Direction for Your Work Hard, Why Not Work Hard for 3 Meals a Day First!

"Eh? Didn't I say it earlier?" COSaemon-san replied as he pointed at herself, "I'm a robot from the future,"

"This person's paranoia is a hundred times worse than mine, Kawaki-san..." Shinpachi silently retorted.

"Ah, indeed." Kawaki nodded expressionlessly.

However, as if he had not heard the two of them, COSaemon-san continued to explain while digging his nose,

"If this goes on, little brother. Your future will really become quite tragic. That's why I especially came to help you."

Hearing this, the corners of Shinpachi's eyes began to twitch unconsciously, and several black lines appeared under the corners of his eyes, "Although the plot can continue to develop by answering "Ah, is that so" here, I still want to ask what is this tragedy?"

"Of course, it's a tragedy that turns into tragedy," COSaemon-san replied matter-of-factly. He then propped up his chin and sized up Shinpachi before continuing, "Oh right, little brother, are you wearing glasses because you had bad eyesight?"

"No, because that is the real body." Kawaki shook his head and continued.

"I will really get angry, Kawaki-san," Shinpachi whispered expressionlessly.

"Well, that kind of thing doesn't matter." COSaemon-san crossed his hands and commented, "Slow to react and have poor motor skills. Such people generally have bad luck. It is tragic enough to be an idiot and have bad luck..."

As he listened, a blue vein gradually popped up on Shinpachi's face, as he grits his teeth.

"...If it's worse than this," COSaemon-san said while showing a trace of unbearably on his face, and there were even crystal tears looming in the corners of his eyes, "I can't bear to say this kind of thing out loud, so your descendants ordered me to help you. Then, although unwilling, I still specially came over. "

As he spoke, COSaemon-san expression began to become slightly serious, "Then, you should now have noticed something, right? Little brother?"

"Indeed, I have already noticed it." Kawaki cupped his hands and nodded. Then, he opened his eyes and pointed at COSaemon-san, who was sitting opposite him. He shouted with a face full of sincerity, "You! You are indeed a thief!"

"No!" COSaemon-san shouted angrily.

"Because... there are descendants and so on..." Kawaki crossed his arms over his chest with one hand and raised his chin with the other to think and slowly analyze, "This child is destined to be a virgin forever... AHH!"

Without waiting for Kawaki to finish speaking, Shinpachi had already stood up and kicked Kawaki away with an expressionless face. Kawaki, who had received this blow, directly smashed the window and flew outside.

"Please don't make that kind of joke again, Kawaki-san." Shinpachi pushed up his glasses and continued with an expressionless face, "It will cause a lot of psychological pressure on me."

With that, Shinpachi sat back down and looked at COSaemon-san then said, "What should I have noticed?"

"You really don't have any discernment at all," COSaemon-san sighed, then stretched out his hand and patted the table in front of him, "That's it. When it comes to making tea, do you only serve a cup of tea? Normally, you should also bring out desserts, right?"

As he spoke, COSaemon-san began to gesticulate and continued, "That one. It looks like a Castella and an American waffle with red bean paste inside..."

"Ha?!"

"In short!" COSaemon-san knocked heavily on the table with his fist. He looked at Shinpachi who was in front of him and shouted fiercely, "Serve me some dorayaki!"

"You said it..." Shinpachi was speechless.

...

"Please."

Shinpachi impatiently placed a plate of dorayaki on the table and sat down on the sofa once again.

"This, this is it." COSaemon-san picked up two dorayakis and started eating them with a satisfied expression.

As he ate, he mumbled, "As expected, it's best to be someone who can eat dorayaki at any time. The fried pork cutlets are no good, so I leave the fried pork cutlets to you. Work hard to be able to eat fried pork cutlets every day, little brother. "

"Why are you still talking about this? And why do I have to work hard to eat fried pork cutlets every day? And why every day? Also, pay attention to the nutrition matching..." Shinpachi was speechless, but then he suddenly thought of something and said with some embarrassment, "That..."

"What's wrong?"

"You said that I have a descendant..." Shinpachi said, a little embarrassed, "I'm married and have a child. Well, who am I married to?"

"Shinpachi, the fried pork cutlets are here!" Kawaki, who was holding the shopping bag, pushed open the door and rushed straight to the living room. He held the shopping bag and shouted anxiously at Shinpachi, "Shinpachi! Pull yourself together! Eat this! Your head will get better after eating it!"

"The sick one is your head, right?" Shinpachi shouted angrily, "Why is it fried pork cutlets?! What kind of medicine is this?! Why would it get better after eating fried pork cutlets?!"

"Just eating that is not enough, little brother." COSaemon-san shook his head, with a look of sadness on his face, "It's hard to recognize reality without soy sauce."

"Bastard! Didn't you say that I have children?! Why do you have such an attitude now?!" Shinpachi cursed loudly.

"Tsk," COSaemon-san quickly stuffed the dorayaki in his hand into his mouth. He chewed a few times and swallowed it all. He then picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then he said, "I knew you would definitely ask this, and you would definitely care about this, little brother, you~ big~ pervert~"

Shinpachi, "..."

"Really, young people these days have no patience at all. Uncle is really sad." COSaeamon-san sighed and looked sad, "Although it is very simple to answer you here, if I say it, little brother will give up on thinking. Is this okay?"

"You say so..." Shinpachi narrowed his eyes slightly, his face full of contempt, "Actually, you don't know it yourself, right? In fact, you are a thief. And Kawaki-san, can you not make that kind of chewing sound? Didn't you eat the fried pork cutlets in the end?"

"Well, can you bring the soy sauce over?" Kawaki, who was eating the fried pork cutlets with rice in large mouthfuls, said vaguely, "It's really not good to have no soy sauce..."

Shinpachi, "..."

...

After getting some soy sauce from the kitchen and placing it in front of Kawaki, Shinpachi once again sat down expressionlessly.

"Hey, who was the one who said just now that you only need a dorayaki?" Shinpachi looked at COSaemon-san who was eating fried pork cutlets in front of him with a face full of contempt, "Why did you also eat the fried pork cutlets in the end?"

"Didn't you say you should pay attention to nutrition?" COSaemon-san replied without raising his head. Then, he extended his hand toward Kawaki, who had just poured soy sauce over the fried pork cutlets, "Um, please pass me the soy sauce. Sure enough, the fried pork cutlets that don't have soy sauce have no taste at all."

Just like that, Shinpachi watched the two of them finish eating the pork cutlets with an expressionless face the entire time.

"Burp~" COSaemon-san burp after eating a full meal, he held a toothpick in his mouth and said with a satisfied expression, "I'm full, I'm full."

"Um, can we start the main topic now?" Shinpachi asked expressionlessly.

"Don't worry, little brother. After eating, you will unconsciously want that..." As he spoke, COSaemon-san began to continuously search for something in his four-dimensional pocket on the upper abdomen of the clothes that looked like a certain cat-shaped robot.

Looking at COSaemon-san who was constantly searching for something, Shinpachi suddenly felt some anticipation, and his eyes unconsciously widened.

"I found it! I found it!" As he spoke, COSaemon-san took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, "You would want to smoke a cigarette after eating."

Shinpachi, "..."

COSaemon-san looked at Kawaki and said, "Want one?"

"No, no, I don't smoke." Kawaki waved his hand and politely rejected the good intentions.

After lighting a cigarette, COSaemon-san comfortably leaned on the sofa and took a drag. Then, he lowered his head slightly and looked at Shinpachi again, "Generally speaking, you will be confused and think about whether you really like her. If you are already in a relationship, you will try to improve your charm as a man. On the other hand, it is precisely because of continuous growth that love will continue."

"If I tell you the answer, then you will feel at ease that you will end up with her anyway. You will no longer work hard, but live your life in a lazy and muddle-headed way, you big idiot! That's why I won't tell you, it's not that I'm bullying you."

"I'm really sorry, COSaemon-san," Shinpachi whispered.

Blue veins popped out on COSaemon-san's face. He stood up and stomped on the table as he roared, "Who the hell is COSaemon-san!"

"Eh?!" Shinpachi was shocked by COSaemon-san reaction and quickly explained, "But didn't you say that you came back from the future to help me?"

"Calm down, you two." Kawaki crossed his arms and said seriously, "It's not good to speak out about this situation directly, right? There might be a suspicion of plagiarism, so it's better to use Beep sound or Mosaic. This guy might be angry because of this."

"Yes, then [Beep]-san." Shinpachi nodded and continued.

"There is no need to add [Beep] or anything! What is that?! Why did you add something like that in front of my name?!" [Beep] shouted.

"Don't worry, the mosaic has been put on well," Kawaki snorted and then pointed at [Beep]'s abdomen, which was already in Mosaic, "Look! It has already been added properly!"

"Why put a mosaic in such an insignificant place!" [Beep] was in a bad mood, "How can I take out the props like this?! When I take out the props, the image will look so ugly!"