Maybe a Fake Gintama

Chapter 549: Men Always Can't Figure Out Why Women Are Angry!

Chapter 549: Men Always Can't Figure Out Why Women Are Angry!

One night, Yoshihara.

"Hey! Stop it! You stinky woman!" Kawaki pulled out the kunai tied on his forehead and roared at Tsukuyo, leaning against the door like nothing happened, with blank eyes, "You haven't been there lately. Why? My head hurts!"

"Indeed, Sister Tsukuyo has stabbed Brother Kawaki too many times recently," She on the side nodded and said, "Brother Kawaki still gets stabbed even if he doesn't do anything."

"Recently, there have been fewer and fewer troublesome customers in Yoshiwara..." Tsukuyo explained calmly, "My technique of throwing kunai is a bit rusty, so I can only find a target to practice for a while."

"Kill you, you stinky woman." Kawaki's forehead suddenly popped up with twitching veins, and he gritted his teeth and replied word by word, "If you want to practice, go to the training ground with me! There are many targets. Bar!"

"There is a difference between a real person and a target." Tsukuyo turned away and hummed, "Your head is just right. Anyway, it will be cured soon."

"I can't bear it anymore! I will end it with you this time!" After saying this, Kawaki stood up and rushed towards Tsukuyo.

But before Kawaki could start, with the sound of swishing kunai and kunai piercing into the human body, Kawaki, covered in kunai all over his body, rolled his eyes and fell backward.

"Brother Kawaki, you still have nothing to do with Sister Yueyong as always..." Haruta knelt, complained silently, and began to pull out the kunai one after another on Kawaki's body.

On the side, Nichiren, who was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes squinting and smiling, suddenly said: "Speaking of which, this situation started after I went to the swimming pool last time. Did Kawaki Sang do it in the swimming pool? Did something make Yueyue angry? "

When she heard the word "pool," Tsukuyo's face instantly turned red, and she turned her face away.

"Swimming pool..." Kawaki resurrected on the spot, sat up, crossed his chest with one hand, and held his chin with the other, thinking carefully. After pausing for a few seconds, he raised his head and said, "It happened a long time ago. I remember I didn't send anything…"

Just after speaking, Kawaki was hit with two kunai on his forehead again.

"It's not over yet!" Kawaki pulled out the kunai from his forehead, roared at Tsukuyo with his eyes rolled, then shook his head and sighed bitterly, "By the way, you don't still care about what happened at that time, right? Aren't you? Didn't I tell you that I didn't see anything? Are you too narrow-minded? Take a step back and say that even if I did see it, it was not my intention but yours. Is that wrong? Besides, you are not a Yoshihara woman, so it doesn't matter if you are seen by a man, right? Besides, didn't you say that you have given up your identity as a woman? Aren't they just men? So it doesn't matter if they are seen, right?

Before he could finish speaking, Kawaki rolled his eyes and fell while piercing several kunai.

"You can see it completely!!" Tsukuyo, who was still in the posture of throwing kunai, roared with a red face and white eyes. After saying that, she started to breathe heavily.

"Pink?!" Harutai squatted angrily and whispered in Kawaki's ear, "Brother Kawaki, what on earth did you see?! Tell me! Brother Kawaki!"

"No...I didn't see anything..." Kawaki replied weakly.

"Stop lying! Tell me quickly!" Haruta helped Kawaki up and shook Kawaki's shoulders vigorously, "You mean pink, right? You said it? What's behind pink? Is it pink? It's pink. What? Tell me!"

"Haruta, I'll give you a tenth of a second to forget what this bastard said just now…" Tsukuyo looked down at Haruta coldly, "Otherwise…I'll help you erase the memory just now."

"No... no need, I've completely forgotten about it," Haruta responded with sweat, then turned around, pushed the sun wheel, and retreated silently.

At the same time as the door closed, Kawaki stood up from the ground, touched the back of his head with a look of displeasure on his face, and said impatiently: "I know, I know, although I didn't see it, the last incident was It's my fault, I know it's wrong, please forgive me."

"There is no sincerity at all!" Tsukuyo, whose face was still red, rolled her eyes and kicked Kawaki out.

??Boom!!

?"Ugh!" Kawaki spat out a mouthful of old blood and smashed the wall on one side to pieces.

Then, Kawaki held his stomach and gritted his teeth as he stood unsteadily from the ruins full of wooden boards. After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he smiled apologetically at Tsukuyo and said, "Well, if not, I will, too. How about I let you take a look and let this matter pass? Of course, I didn't see it, so I apologized because I couldn't stand it!"

"Who believes it——! Who else wants to see your dirty stuff!" Tsukuyo complained loudly with a red face.

"How rude! You! I have to take a shower every day, okay!" Kawaki argued loudly with his eyes rolled, then turned his face away, pouted, and continued with some embarrassment, "And I'm not the kind of person who lets people look at me casually. A man..."

??"It's so disgusting——!! The way you look is so disgusting!!"

"Well, let's keep an eye on it…" As he said that, Kawaki untied his kimono jacket.

"Hey! I didn't say I wanted to see it yet..." Tsukuyo quickly stopped her, but her face suddenly became expressionless before she could finish speaking.

Kawaki removed his kimono and white inner jacket, exposed his chest, and covered his face, pretending to be coy and saying, "Let's watch it, but you can't take pictures. After watching it, you can forget what happened last time..."

"…Who wants to see your breasts——!" After a few seconds of silence, Tsukuyo rushed forward instantly, rolling her eyes and angrily kicking Kawaki's head onto the floor.

"I think this is fair..." Kawaki's feeble voice came from the floor, "I saw you... No, although I didn't see it, you thought I saw yours, so I gave it to you, too. Look at mine, and it's even."

?"What kind of even method is this?" Tsukuyo stomped her feet hard again.

"Then what do you think we should do?!" Kawaki pulled his head out of the floor, revealing his bloody forehead, and yelled with white eyes.

"Give me the memory of that day and your life," Tsukuyo said coldly.

Kawaki:...

"Moreover..." Tsukuyo turned sideways and continued in a low voice with a straight face, "I...you didn't notice at all where I was angry..."

"Oh! I know!" Kawaki knocked with his hand, shook his head, and smiled softly, "That's it, that's it! That's it! If that's the case, couldn't you have said it earlier? He is such a dishonest guy~."

"Do you... understand?" Tsukuyo turned around and looked at Kawaki in surprise.

"Well, I completely understand." Kawaki sighed softly, looking at Tsukuyo seriously. "I'm sorry, Yueyue; I should have noticed it earlier."

"Anyway... in short, you... you just understand." Tsukuyo turned her face away again and continued in a low voice, "So you have to answer me properly this time, and I will accept it seriously no matter the result. What are you doing? Did you see…"

Before she finished speaking, Tsukuyo suddenly heard the sound of changing clothes. When she turned her head and looked over, she saw Kawaki, wearing beach pants, still doing one pose after another.

"Is this fair?" Kawaki gave a thumbs up and winked simultaneously, "After all, Tsuki, you were in a swimsuit then, so it's only fair that I also put on beach shorts. I'm sorry, Tsuki. I didn't understand this until now! Come on, forget what happened before!"

"I should have known better that you are an idiot," Tsukuyo held her forehead, looking despairingly, "I would expect anything from a man like you. I am also an idiot..."

"What's wrong? Why don't you look?" Kawaki, still doing poses one after another, asked Xiang Yueyong doubtfully, "It's a little cold. Please hurry up. Ah...ah...ah, sneeze!"

?"You go to hell!!"

 "ah--!!"

As soon as Kawaki's screams ended, Kagura's voice suddenly came from the direction of the door.

"Uncle, I brought someone who was beaten over to Aru." Kagura pointed at the man with a short-sleeved sweatshirt and a strong and honest face, facing Kawaki, whom Tsukuyo was still torturing. Explain.

Hearing the sound, Tsukuyo stopped what he was doing, and Kawaki, who had a bruised nose, face, and bruises all over his body, turned his head and looked over simultaneously.

"Um...why do I feel like this place is like a beaten house?" The man named Iwamatsu, whom Kagura called a beaten house, complained expressionlessly.

"Being beaten up?" Kawaki muttered incoherently.

?? Brother, would you like to use your fists to vent the resentment you have accumulated in daily life? And that lady, do you want to try it? "

"Being beaten up! This is it!" Kawaki's expression was filled with joy, and he broke away from Yueyong and ran to Yansong instantly, "Does it feel good to be beaten?!"

"Ah, yes." he waved his hand and replied with a smile, "But it's only for one minute. If you successfully KO me, not only will all the fees be waived, but you will also get a luxurious gift."

"There is no need for prizes or anything like that!" After saying this, Kawaki returned to Tsukuyo and shouted, "Yueyue! If you are still angry, let's try it on this person! Vent out all the accumulated anger. That's okay too!"

??[Huh, woman? You can make a lot of money this time. A woman's soft fist never hurts, no matter how hard she punches her. I'm different from this thin man who was beaten all over by a woman. I'm a former professional boxer! That kind of fist does not affect at all on me, a former professional player! ] he was secretly happy. After realizing it, the others looked at Kawaki, who was walking out of the bathhouse. Veins popped up on their faces in tacit agreement. At the same time, they gritted their teeth and thought to themselves: [I was... fooled!! ]

At this time, Kawaki, who walked out of the bathhouse and gently closed the sliding door, turned around and raised the corners of his mouth, glancing at Gintoki and the others in the bathhouse with interest.

Seeing the playfulness on Kawaki's face and the sinister white teeth revealed in his grin, Kawaki and the others now wanted to rush out and give Kawaki a beating.

However, because of the others beside them, Kawaki and the others could only be helpless and furious. Then, the following few people looked at each other, nodded, and got into the water simultaneously to discuss countermeasures...

?…

At the bathhouse entrance, Kawaki handed the coffee milk to Kagura, who stood at the door waiting for Kawaki and then stretched, "Kagura, uncle is back~."

"Oh!" Kagura held up the coffee milk and waved to Kawaki, Tsukuyo, and Hyaku, who were waiting aside, "Goodbye, uncle, and Yue Yue."

?"Goodbye." After saying this, Tsukuyo turned around and left.

?"It's only a little bit close to dig it out…"

"Yes, we can dig through it in ten minutes…"

While the Hyaku discussed something in despair, Kawaki asked expressionlessly: "Hey, did you do anything strange? And I always feel something is wrong when the water suddenly stops. It was also you who did it." "

"How is it possible? How could we do that just to watch Kawakisama's [beep——]?" Hyaku defended.

?"Yes, yes!" The other young ladies agreed.

Kawaki:...