Maybe a Fake Gintama

Hearing this, Housen laughed out loud, "I never thought that you would actually grow to such an extent. Not only are you interested in women, but even your taste in drinking is also so special. As expected of that man's son."

Then, Housen said to Tsukuyo, "Prepare according to his request."

"Lord Housen, actually..." Tsukuyo hesitated and wanted to explain.

"Huh?"

"I'll go right away!"

…

Kawaki took the plate and continuously ate the food. At the same time, he constantly winked at Gintoki, who was also eating and drinking.

Kawaki: What should we do? Can you stop eating! Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? I don't even know what to say now! It's so embarrassing!

Gintoki: We can only use that now.

Kawaki: That is that? I don't know at all! When did we make a plan? Isn't it all your fault now?

Gintoki: Use what you are best at!

Kawaki: What is best at?! He is not a woman! I have no interest in that kind of old man!

Gintoki: Who said it was that kind of thing? Wine, the Chinese wine next to you, use that to make him drunk!!!

In an instant, Kawaki understood and put down the plate in his hand. Then, he walked toward Housen with a bottle of high-quality Chinese white wine in one hand.

"Old man, why don't you try the wine I like? The one you drink is far worse than this." Kawaki poured a cup for Housen, at least two or three.

"It's really rare. I didn't expect that I would have a chance to drink the wine you poured into my life. Since that's the case, I won't refuse." As Housen spoke, he raised his head and drank it all.

"Hmm, the aftertaste is long. I didn't expect this wine that looks as clear as water to be so powerful. I feel like my chest is burning." Housen closed his eyes and slowly savored the aftertaste.

When Housen opened his eyes, he was stunned when he saw Kawaki directly drunk in the bottle.

"Old man, you drank too slowly," Kawaki said as he threw the empty bottle in his hand out and poured another cup for Housen.

"Bring more Chinese White Wine. I want to drink to my heart's content with Housen!" Kawaki shouted at Tsukuyo and gave him a crazy look.

"I got it." Tsukuyo understood and turned to walk out.

"You can't feel the delicious taste of wine when you drink like this." Housen shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"Come and continue drinking. You can't put the cup down!" As he spoke, Kawaki filled Housen's cup with wine, and at the same time, he chased away the two women accompanying Housen, "With me here, you don't need them."

Housen completely did not understand what "Kamui" wanted to do, but he did not hesitate. He raised his head and drank it all.

"Rich feelings, a mouthful of melancholy!" Kawaki continued to fill Housen's cup.

... Housen drank it all in one gulp.

"I have deep feelings, but I don't drink enough!" Kawaki refilled Housen's cup again.

... Housen finished it in one gulp

"Emotional tight, drink until vomit blood!"

...Drain the cup in one gulp.

"Men don't drink while walking in the world!"

... The cup in one gulp.

"A man doesn't drink. He lives like a dog!"

...one gulp.

"I'd rather have a hole in my stomach than let my emotions crack!"

... gulp.

"If you are not drunk, I will not be drunk. Who will go to sleep on the street!"

...

"I won't drink if you don't drink it. Where will the good Chinese wine go!"

…

[Foreign Voice]: Hey, isn't this world a Japanese, even the entire universe? Is it really okay for the author to do this? Aren't you afraid of readers complaining?

…

Just like that, Kawaki continuously poured wine for Housen. At the same time, he was also constantly drinking at the bottle. Tsukuyo would occasionally go out and bring in a pile of Chinese wine. At some point in time, Gintoki had also come over.

He followed Kawaki and poured wine for Housen.

The three of them drank more and more, and more empty wine bottles were thrown on the ground. Finally, Housen drank too much.

"Old man, your alcohol tolerance is really not good." Kawaki looked at Housen, who was already drunk and could not help but say.

"Hey, what old man? Are we strangers? Call me big brother!"

Kawaki was amused. It seemed that Housen really drank too much.

"Big brother!" Gintoki shouted.

"Why did you drink too much too!" Kawaki kicked Gintoki in the face.

After saying that, he looked at Gintoki and Housen, hugging each other's shoulders and calling each other brothers. Kawaki smiled helplessly. Without looking, he took a bottle of wine from behind him, bit the lid, and drank a few mouthfuls.

However, just after drinking two mouthfuls, Kawaki felt that the taste was not right. He stared at it, Japanese sake!

This was the last thought in Kawaki's mind before he lost consciousness.

Actually, it was not Tsukuyo's fault. Because the three of them drank too fast, Tsukuyo could only go out and move the wine in continuously. She did not notice that there was another bottle of wine in the wine she was holding…

…

Pain, pain, pain, pain. Kawaki only felt pain right now. His whole body felt like it was falling apart. Finally, Kawaki opened his eyes.

"You two are finally awake, great saviors of Yoshiwara." A strange woman's voice sounded.

Hearing this, Kawaki's eyes were dull. He slowly turned his head mechanically. A beautiful woman sitting in a wheelchair was looking at him with a smile on her face. The person pushing the wheelchair behind her was Tsukuyo.

"Lord Savior~" The woman shouted again and smiled.

Kawaki was instantly stunned and petrified.

Gintoki, who had just woken up, was also stunned.

At this time, the two of them were as miserable as they were. Their bodies were wrapped in bandages like mummies, lying on two beds.

"Thanks to you, Yoshiwara was able to get rid of the Night King." The woman continued.

Only then did Kawaki and Gintoki look at each other. Then, their movements were strangely identical. In an instant, they got up from the bed. Then, they rummaged through the room, searching for something.

"Time machine! Where is the Time Machine?" The two of them shouted as they searched.

"You two, calm down!" Tsukuyo could not help but shout, "There is no such thing!"

"Then, at least give me the Dragon Ball Radar! Bulma!" Kawaki turned his head and shouted.

"Who is Bulma? Is she the one who likes the Saiyan with that kind of Mt. Fuji hairstyle!"

"What exactly is going on? Why did it become like this? Why did a woman call us Yoshiwara's savior the moment we woke up? What exactly happened? I can't imagine it at all!" Gintoki complained as he rummaged, his face covered in sweat.

"It must be that Time Machine. Someone sent us to the future with Time Machine! It must be the case! Gintoki, we are no longer in the original timeline! If we want to go back, we can only find the Time Machine! Come on, Gintoki!" As he spoke, Kawaki gave Gintoki an encouraging look.

"Yes, it's definitely like this! This kind of setting is very common in animations, like a stone gate or something like that!" Gintoki echoed.

"Enough, you two!" Tsukuyo shouted and instantly threw two Kunai at the two of them, and the two of them fell instantly.

The two people on the ground began to communicate with their eyes.

Gintoki: What the hell is going on? I don't understand at all! I only remember that you won't know anything if you drink too much!

Kawaki: You ask me, who am I going to ask! Otherwise, just pretend to be dead and pretend we don't know anything!

Then, Kawaki instantly rolled his eyes.

Gintoki: Hey! This is not like meeting a bear in the wild! What's the use of pretending to be dead! Wake up, Kawaki! Hey!

"It's useless to pretend to be dead. Hurry up and get up. You guys want to know what happened, right?"

"Actually, I'm not interested at all. I have other things to do today, so I'll take my leave." Gintoki instantly stood up from the ground and was about to walk to the door.

"Actually, I just remembered that I asked Kurokono to play basketball with me today." Kawaki scratched his head and said with a smile. At the same time, he also began to walk towards the door.

However, before the two of them reached the door, countless Kunai had already brushed past them and flew out. The two of them instantly stopped.

"Hey, at least listen to people finish talking! It's exactly the same as those [Beep—] heartless men!"

"Hey, Gintoki, did you do something to be sorry to that woman with a scar on her face? She said something like [Beep—] ruthless men," Kawaki whispered in Gintoki's ear.

"How is that possible! I think you did something to let her! You'd better apologize seriously. If you don't have money to pay, I can lend you 1,000 yen, but you must pay it back." Gintoki also whispered.

"No, I will lend you 1,000 yen. Remember to apologize."

"No, then I will lend you 1,100 yen!"

"Then I will lend you 1,200 yen!"

"1,300 yen!"

"1,500 yen!"

The two of them started fighting again.

"Who is that kind of woman!" Tsukuyo shouted and threw several more Kunai at the two people.

…

Kawaki and Gintoki lowered their heads and sat in front of the beautiful woman in the wheelchair. Tsukuyo also sat opposite Kawaki and Gintoki.

"Actually, this is what happened..." Tsukuyo wanted to explain.

"Wait!" Kawaki brushed his face with one hand and extended his other hand to stop her, "I... I seem to recall something a little. Let me think about it first..."

"At first, Gintoki and I wanted to get that old man drunk and then sneak around. Then... the plan went very smoothly. Not only was that old man drunk, but even that idiot Gintoki was also drunk... Then, the memories became a little blurry... Let me think about it again..." As he spoke, Kawaki began to frown and think hard. Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration. "Oh right! Sake! Japanese sake! I seem to have had a few sips of sake!"

"So it's all your fault!" Gintoki slapped Kawaki on the table, and the whole table broke into pieces.

"Why is it my fault! It's this girl's fault! If not for the wrong wine, nothing would have happened!" Kawaki wiped the blood from his forehead and pointed at Tsukuyo, who was opposite the table.