Maybe a Fake Gintama

"You..."

"Oh no! I was only focused on eating. I didn't calculate the time!" Gintoki thought to himself. However, the next second, Gintoki looked at the wine on the table and instantly thought of a solution.

"Lord Kamui, Lord Housen specially asked me to invite you when he found out that you were here." At this time, Tsukuyo looked at Kawaki and said respectfully.

"Ah?" Kawaki obviously did not know what was going on. "Well, I don't..."

However, before he could finish, Gintoki directly took the cup and poured Kawaki a cup of burning wine.

"Captain Kamui! Men in the wine house can't put down the wine glass! This is the most basic respect!" Gintoki said.

"Well, I said I don't..."

Three! Two! One! Gintoki secretly counted in his heart. It was done!

However, the result was out of Gintoki's expectations. Kawaki was not as drunk as before but directly fell asleep with his head tilted…

"Shinpachi, what day is it today?" Gintoki looked at Shinpachi and asked.

"Fifteenth, what's the matter? " Shinpachi rubbed his big belly and replied.

"It's nothing," Gintoki then looked at Tsukuyo, "Our boss wants to rest for a while after he is full. Next, we have to help someone on the other side of the earth. I heard that the election is not going well, isn't it, Shinpachi?"

Looking at Gintoki's eyes, Shinpachi understood, "That's right!"

"That's it. I'll leave our boss to you for now!" Then, Gintoki stood up and pulled Shinpachi away quickly…

"Gin-san, is that man an acquaintance of yours?" Shinpachi asked curiously.

"I guess so," Gintoki replied casually. At the same time, he stroked his bloated belly with one hand and dug his nostrils with the other.

"What kind of man is he?"

"He is just an idiot who women like."

But suddenly, Gintoki stopped and said, "Come out. I know someone following us."

…

"Boss, what should we do now?" A Hyakka member looked at the sleeping Kawaki and asked with some uncertainty.

"Bring him back to Yoshiwara. When he wakes up, take him to see Lord Housen." Tsukuyo stood up and walked towards the door without looking back as she spoke. Before leaving, Tsukuyo glanced at the sleeping Kawaki. There was a different meaning in her eyes, like hope and hesitation, but it was fleeting.

…

Kawaki opened his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar room. He sat up and couldn't help but sigh. Kawaki had experienced this situation countless times over the years.

"Are you awake?" Tsukuyo stood outside the door and knocked.

"Oh, please come in." Kawaki instantly got off the bed and put on his own clothes.

"Your Excellency Kamui, Lord Housen is waiting for you in the living room." Tsukuyo pushed open the door and walked in.

"Um... I'm not the Kamui you were talking about..." Kawaki showed a troubled expression and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"What are you talking about? Your Excellency Kamui, Lord Housen has been waiting for you for a long time."

"I really am not that Kamui. You have mistaken me for someone else!"

Σ(°△°|||)︴Tsukuyo showed this expression and instantly became petrified.

"That, I am really sorry! I will do anything, regardless of whether it is washing the dishes or doing anything! As long as it is not selling my body, I can do it!" Kawaki quickly bowed and said.

"... Aren't you a Yato?" After a long silence, Tsukuyo finally asked.

"Ah?" Kawaki hesitated for a long time before finally replying, "For the time being, let's forget it."

"For the time being?"

"Originally, I was walking alone on the street, but I was suddenly dragged into a shop. Then, I really stated that I had no money, and it was twice! However... you all know what happened after that..." Kawaki explained in a flurry.

"Are... are you an idiot" Tsukuyo couldn't help but retort.

"It was you who mistook me for someone else! Why are you all blaming me!" Kawaki retorted, but he had no confidence to say anything.

"You bastard!" Tsukuyo shouted. But then her voice became softer, and she continued helplessly, "If you are also a Yato, you should know the Night King Housen, right?"

"Wild King... Crazy Immortal?"

(TL note: Nighy King Housen is the same Chinese pronunciation as Wild King Crazy Immortal (Yě Wáng Fēng Xiān) and (Yè Wáng Fèng Xiān).)

"It's Night King Housen! You idiot!" Tsukuyo was speechless, "Are you a Yato or not?"

"Yes, yes, or no. It depends on the situation." Kawaki said with a proud face.

"What are you proud of? What is there to be proud of? What kind of famous quote is it? I've only heard of masculine and feminine shemales! Are you an idiot?"

"Well, don't worry. I understand. It means that the Wild King Housen is the head of this place. Then I will personally apologize to him." Kawaki said indifferently.

"I advise you not to do this," Tsukuyo continued, "Because you will die."

"Which country's law is to be sentenced to death for eating free food."

"Where do you think you are now?" Tsukuyo leaned against the door and took a puff at the pipe in her hand.

"Japan? Am I right? Did I already go abroad when I was asleep? Which country is it now? Africa?" Kawaki was already in a mess.

"What kind of brain do you have? This is the underground city of Edo, Yoshiwara. This is an underground city built by Amanto and Bakufu eight years ago. It is the Yoshiwara Paradise. If you still don't understand, open the window and look outside. You will know what kind of place this is." Tsukuyo explained while holding back her anger.

Hearing this, Kawaki really came to the window and looked outside. The area he looked at was full of places for men to have fun. Kawaki raised his head and found that it was really dark here. The entire sky was sealed.

"Because of Amanto's participation, this is a super-legal space that even the Bakufu acquiesced to. It is naturally a place for powerful people to carry out all kinds of carnivals. In other words, it is a breeding ground for corruption. Even the courtesan here knows one and two. It's a state secret, so the women you see on the street, once they come here, it's impossible to see the sun again."

After a pause, Tsukuyo continued, "The women who come here are used as merchandise. They are brought to the ground to squeeze dry the youth they can use. Those who want to escape will be killed. This street is called the Street of Eternal Night. For us, the hope of dawn will never come. We can only survive in endless despair and endless night."

Kawaki did not let Tsukuyo continue. Instead, he continued, "And then that whatever Wild King is the master of this place, controlling the entire Yoshiwara? Such a plot has long been seen in those vulgar movies!"

"Perhaps that's the case. Night King Housen, the man at the peak of Yato, the Yato King, and also the Night King of Yoshiwara. The former commander of Harusame's seventh division, the man who is on par with the legendary Umibouzu." Tsukuyo continued.

"So why are you saying all this? Don't beat around the bush. If you have something to say, just say it. I don't like to circle around, like in an RPG game. Step by step, start fighting the mobs until they reach the boss. There are also checkpoints. I hate that feeling the most." Kawaki leaned against the window and said casually. Kawaki had already heard the meaning in Tsukuyo's words.

"Although we rarely come into contact with the outside world here, there are some things that I have heard from some people. For example, ten years ago, Harusame's second division, including the leader, was wiped out on Earth. Am I right? One person wiped out the entire second division's [Red Beast]?" After saying that, Tsukuyo's expression finally became serious.

(PS: This refers to the last battle of Kawaki in the war with the Amanto. The Captain of Harusame's second division is Pluto Batou in the original work. He is one of the three most dangerous stars of Space Pirates Harusame and the one with one eye on his forehead. However, he has been cut off by Kawaki in this book.)

"I don't understand what you are talking about at all." Kawaki said casually, "Sorry, you may have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Kawaki. It is neither Yato nor Samurai. I am just a wandering ronin."

"Really?" Tsukuyo clapped her hands as she spoke, and a door was instantly opened.

When Kawaki saw the scene inside clearly, he was stunned. He saw that Gintoki was hugging a bottle of wine, drooling as he slept, and next to him was a boy with glasses who was tied up.

"He really is a good friend. He only drank a few glasses of wine and listened to some nice things. Then he said everything."

Kawaki rushed over with a black face and kicked Gintoki a few times.

"What are you doing" Gintoki cursed as he got up from the ground. Then, he saw Kawaki in front of him.

"Are you an idiot?" Kawaki cursed as he kicked.

"Even if it's a weak hope, I still hope to catch it. Please help us." Tsukuyo's pleading voice came from behind Kawaki.

Kawaki turned around and looked at Tsukuyo, kneeling on one knee, not knowing what to say.

"No matter the price, as long as Yoshiwara can get rid of that Night King, I will do anything!"

"Get up first; I hate this." Kawaki could only say this in the end.

"Shinpachi, what's wrong with you!" Gintoki shook Shinpachi, who had a subtle expression on his face, and kept shouting.

"He is fine. I just let him stay at a certain club for one night yesterday." Tsukuyo's voice came.

"What kind of club is that! What kind of club has such a professional binding technique! What kind of game is that!" Gintoki frantically complained, but he still loosened the tie for Shinpachi.

"Gin-san!" Shinpachi, who had been freed, cried and threw himself into Gintoki's arms, "They, they did so many things to me... Woo..."

"Yoshi, Yoshi, Yoshi, Shinpachi, don't cry. Just treat what happened to you like a dream and forget it." Gintoki comforted.

"What a pure and innocent young man. I still remember that Kawaki's first reaction was actually the same as yours..." Before Gintoki could finish speaking, he was kicked over by Kawaki from behind.

"Look clearly at the current situation! You must be an idiot! You must be an absolute idiot! After not seeing you for ten years, I thought your brain damage was cured!! How can there be a friend who tells everything about you after a few glasses of wine?!!" Kawaki said angrily.

"No, they also gave me a membership card and voucher, as well as a year's worth of strawberry milk," Gintoki retorted.