May Be the Fake Gintama

　　 "Who is the soldier in the rpg game! You silver-haired natural curly idiot!" Although Jiang Cheng was framed by some friends, he was still not forgiving.

　　 "Of course it is you! You endangered fool of the universe!" Yin Shi retorted without hesitation.

"You are the creep in the rpg game! No! You are not even a creep, at most you can only be regarded as the weakest slime level for the protagonist in the novice village for the protagonist to proficiently play!" After Songyang, Jiang Cheng's speech speed became faster and faster.

　　 "Just like a woman, a guy who has so many days a month is entitled to say this!" Yin Shi's mouth was also notoriously damaged.

　　 "What is the qualification of a person who picks his nostrils 24 hours a day! Are your hands in your nostrils?!"

　　 "Can you stop for a while." Depending on his challenge plan, he almost went to waste. Takasugi shouted, "If that's the case, you two will go together!"

　　 After Takasugi said, the whole dojo was quiet, and everyone looked at him incredible.

　　 "What's the matter?" Takasugi was stared at, feeling a little unnatural.

　　 "Hey, there must be a limit to arrogance, you short man with purple hair." Yin Shig held his forehead, "In that case, I will accept your challenge."

　　 "No, it's better for me to come, occasionally I want to discuss with different people." Jiang Cheng then said.

　　 "No, I'll come." Yin Shi refused.

　　 "No, as expected, I should still be allowed to come." Jiang Cheng did not give in at all.

　　 "I said it first!" Gin Shiki gritted his teeth and said.

　　 "You say! Who do you want to compare with!" Jiang Cheng looked as if he was about to eat Takasugi. At the same time, Gintoki looked at Takasugi with the same gaze.

　　 "This kind of thing is fine! As long as I win the two of you, I can challenge that man!" Takasugi picked up a practice bamboo sword from the ground while speaking, and set his posture.

　　 Seeing this, Yin Shi immediately raised the bamboo sword in his hand and rushed out.

　　 "Silver, is it okay to foul?!" Jiang Cheng complained.

　　 "Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared! I'm sorry Jiang Cheng, I took the task of teaching this short man with purple hair!" Yin Shi said that he had already set his posture.

　　 "Well, I'll be replaced next time." Jiang Cheng pouted, and walked between the two of them and took the initiative to be a referee.

　　 "Then, let's start!"

　　 Jiang Cheng finished yelling, Gintoki and Takasugi rushed to each other in an instant...

　　...

　　 When Takasugi woke up again, it was already afternoon.

"Really, I have never heard of kicking into a private school." Songyang said with a little helplessness, sitting on his knees next to Takasugi with his hands in his hands. Songyang continued to say when he looked at the high sweater looking towards him. , "Fortunately, I was slightly injured."

　　 Takasugi also sat up from the tatami at this time, "In fact, I wanted to fight you, but I didn't expect it to be that kind of stuff..." Takasugi lowered his head and said.

　　 "You are already very strong, after all, you can compete with that boy Yinshi for that kind of purpose." Songyang always had a faint smile on his face, "Kick the gym classmate."

　　 "But I still lost." Takasugi said.

"Well, so, you can become stronger." Songyang said naturally, "The winner is self-satisfaction and self-arrogance at best. You have won something that is more meaningful than that. So you don't have It must be embarrassing."

Looking at Takasugi who was a little unidentified, Songyang tilted his head, "And, that child, no, those two children are a bit special. One is to survive... the child who has to become stronger in order to survive, and the other is He was born with great power, and now he is just learning how to use this power."

　　 "Did you pick them up too?" Takasugi asked.

　　 "Who knows? I met them within a day, it was like a miracle, now it seems that it is hard to say who picked it up." Songyang shook his head slightly and replied.

　　 "What can you do if you gather a group of little ghosts who don't know their origins and natures and teach them how to read and learn swords? Do you think that kind of people can become samurai?"

　　 Songyang turned his gaze to the door after hearing the words, "Well, who knows what will happen, I am looking forward to it too." After saying that, Songyang closed his gaze again, and narrowed his eyes.

　　 "I still expect you to tell me." Takasugi vomited.

　　 "Is that right," Songyang said, stood up, walked to the door, and continued, "I also want to know what a samurai is? Can you tell me?"

　　 "Aren't you a samurai yourself?!" Takasugi said with excitement looking at Songyang's back.

　　 "Um... at least not the samurai you imagined." Songyang ignored Takasugi who made a question. Continuing self-consciously, "You want to say that you need to have certain qualifications to become a samurai? If you don't have a house that you can protect, you can't be a samurai without a loyal lord, you think so."

"But I don't think so. The so-called Bushido is to restrain the weak self and make it gradually move towards a strong self-will. Obeying the self-aesthetic consciousness, continuous diligence, and establishing this ambition is the key." Songyang looked over. The blue sky, "So, whether it's them who are diligent and studious, trying to be a decent person, or you who come here to play in order to become stronger. In my opinion, they are all excellent samurai."

"Even if there is no lord to protect, there is no sharp blade to fight," said, Songyang turned half of his body around, and looked at Takasugi who was listening attentively, "As long as he establishes his own Bushido in his heart, every Anyone can become his own samurai."

After a pause, Songyang looked at the distant sky again, "I can witness the birth of a samurai like this more, maybe... it is the Bushido that I established in my heart. You came here because you got lost, right? Me too, still lost."

　　 "But it's okay? Sometimes worry and sometimes confused, you just need to be the samurai you look forward to." After that, Songyang showed his signature smile to Takasugi.

　　 Takasugi was stunned. From this moment on, these words took root quietly in Takasugi's heart.

　　 At this time, Jiang Cheng and Yinshi were eavesdropping in a corner outside the room, and they were not the masters who could be quiet when they got together. They were still pinching at this time.

　　 But at a certain moment, the two suddenly saw a teenager standing outside the fence. It was the same teenager they saw with Takasugi yesterday.

　　 Perceiving the eyes of the two, Gui walked away without hesitation.

　　 "It turns out that guys with that kind of personality also have friends." Yin Shi vomited.

　　 Jiang Cheng listened, and stopped pinching with Yin Shi, standing still thinking.

　　 But at this moment, the two suddenly felt a chill coming from behind.

　　 "What are you two doing here?" After hearing this, the two swallowed a mouthful of water at the same time...

　　...

　　 The two rubbed their little heads, and looked at Takasugi who was about to leave. Finally, Jiang Cheng did not hold back, and asked Takasugi, "What's your name? I'm Jiang Cheng, this silver-haired idiot is Gintoki, Sakata Gintoki."

　　 "Shinsuke, Takasugi Shinsuke." Takasugi said to the two before leaving.

　　...

　　 Since that day, every day, Takasugi will come to Matsushita Village School to challenge. Sometimes it is silver, sometimes it is Jiang Cheng. However, after a full month, Takasugi has not beaten either of the two.

　　 "Hey, he card Jijun (Classmate Xiao Gao), I can't bear to come every day." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sighed as he looked at Takasugi with his wounded face.

　　 "Who is Xiaotaka classmate! Call me Takasugi or Takasugi Shinsuke, you guy! Besides! Are we so familiar?!" Takasugi got up from the ground while complaining.

　　 Takasugi ignored Jiang Cheng's extended hand.

　　 "It's really a terrible character, Xiao Gao, but..." Jiang Cheng said, looking at Gui who was peeking inside the door, "Don't hide, that Mawei-jun."

　　 "Mawei-kun?" Takasugi asked in confusion, and followed Jiang Cheng's gaze, "So it's Gui."

"Even if you are a person with a bad and stinky personality, friends are concerned. Don't just stare at your own eyes. UU reading www.uukānshu.com should also look behind yourself. Ah, Xiao Gao "Jiang Cheng said with a wave of his hand.

　　 "I don't remember that I was a friend of such a bad and stinky person." Katsura said and stepped into the door, "I am Katsura, Katsura Kotaro, not Mawei-kun."

　　 "Suga, purple pull? (So that's the case, wig? Yin Shizuo walked over while digging his nostrils.

　　 "Zi La Jianai, Ka Zi La Da! (Not a wig, it is Gui!) Why should I omit a pronunciation!" Gui retorted.

　　 "What does it matter? You may be bald one day." Jiang Cheng took the stubbornly.

"What does this mean?! What does it mean to be bald one day! Do you mean that I will definitely become bald in the future?! And do I have to wear a wig if I become bald?!" Gui clenched tightly. Fist, shouted at Jiang Cheng.

　　 "Ah, I'm angry," Jiang Chengman said casually, "I will definitely be bald now, Mr. Wig."

　　 "It's not a wig, it's Katsura! Besides, who said that you will become bald when you get angry!"

　　 "Forget it, don't be familiar with him, wig." Takasugi patted Katsura on the shoulder at this time.

　　 "It's not a wig! It's Katsura! Did you do that too?! Takasugi!" Gui shouted.

"Hey, you, what's the matter with your swordsmanship? There are no rules at all. Every time I think I can predict your next move, it turns out to be another trick. Why?" Takasugi ignored Gui. Instead, he looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.

　　 "Awesome!" When Jiang Cheng heard it, he burst into laughter, "This is my own self-satisfied swordsmanship, and Yin Shi gave it a domineering name."

　　 "What's your name?" Takasugi couldn't help but continue to ask.

　　 "Blind [BEEP—] Hack!"