Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 500: Isn't the Year-End Party Just a Bunch of People

Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 500 Isn't the Year-End Party Just a Bunch of People Exchanging Complaints from the Past Year?

"No no, I... that's..." Umibouzu hastily waved his hand, then lightly tapped his chest with his fingertips, pretending to be relaxed as he continued, "However, as you can see, my feeling can easily make people doubt, [Santa Claus? Is he pretending...]"

"No, at this point, you don't need to maintain the character image anymore, right? That beard obviously looks glued on, isn't it?" Gintoki didn't give in at all, then put his hands on his hips with a sowhat helpless look, "Well, although I don't mind soone impersonating , could you impersonate with a bit more dedication? Underestimating Santa Claus too much might incur retribution, you know?"

"No no no, haha... You're really good at joking~" Despite feeling irritated by Gintoki's words, Umibouzu tried his best to keep smiling. "You're the one impersonating , aren't you?"

'What's going on with this guy!' Umibouzu thought to himself, 'He clearly has no intention of leaving...'

"But now there are many people who clearly impersonate but don't realize it," Although veins appeared on Gintoki's face unconsciously, he still spoke casually, "It's like how everyone is using the manga storytelling style pioneered by Osamu Tezuka-sensei as a matter of course."

'This old man is unexpectedly difficult to deal with...' Gintoki couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his face.

'What's going on with this guy? Why doesn't he quit already? Why is he still stubbornly clinging on like this!' Umibouzu gnashed his teeth in his mind, 'He's obviously just a fake!'

"Do you listen to rock music?" Umibouzu launched another attack, "You could say that all the rock music popular in the world now is the offspring of The Beatles. So in my opinion, you're no different from my child."

"What? Santa Claus actually listens to The Beatles?" Gintoki was surprised.

"Hey? What's wrong with that? Can't I? Then what do you listen to?"

"Santa Claus should definitely listen to Enya, soothing music, you know." Gintoki folded his arms with a matter-of-fact expression.

'Enough already! Old man! Anyway, you're just a fake, so hurry back to your ho!' Gintoki shouted in his mind.

"Enya," Umibouzu hurriedly smiled and replied, "I also listen to Enya, 'Um yeah~ Co on~ Yeah~'"

"That's not Enya, that's Ikariya," Gin-san corrected with his hands in his pockets.

(Ikariya Chosuke: A Japanese codian, leader of the cody group "Drif.")

'Weird, this guy's attitude is like he's above everyone else...' Umibouzu felt the situation becoming more and more ominous.

"Also, there's Yamashita Tatsuro, although his songs have been almost talked to death." Gintoki continued nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulders.

(Yamashita Tatsuro: A veteran Japanese male singer.)

"Outdated, it's Mariya's era now," Umibouzu replied with a casual tone, "That KFC song."

(Takeuchi Mariya: A female singer who once made an advertising song for KFC.)

"Only Tatsuro and Kazumasa's songs are tiless no matter the era," Gintoki casually replied, then thought angrily in his mind, 'This old man, no matter how I attack he handles it with ease!'

(Kazumasa: Kazumasa Oda, a well-known male singer.)

'This confidence... could he be...' Umibouzu's expression gradually beca solemn.

'Could he be...' Gintoki also felt a bit flustered.

Then, both of them widened their eyes simultaneously, black lines appearing at the corners of their eyes, and they simultaneously showed a constipated expression while thinking at the sa ti, '...The real Santa Claus?!'

'If that's the case, looking at him now...' Umibouzu secretly assessed Gintoki while thinking, "Although he looks lazy at first glance, his actions and posture revolve around a central axis. His aura, like that of a master swordsman, is impossible to ignore. Despite being a bearded old man, he's so energetic, even his skin looks like that of a young man in his twenties... Is this guy really human?'

At the sa ti, Gintoki was silently assessing Umibouzu while thinking, 'I did et an old man who claid to be Santa Claus before, but he was just a sorry old man without any aura. But this guy is different. Although he doesn't have the iconic white beard of Santa Claus, that mustache, the one below his nose, unexpectedly gives a sense of authenticity! It would unknowingly make people think that maybe Santa Claus actually has this kind of mustache. It's like [his final form is unexpectedly plain] feeling of betrayal when seeing Frieza's final form...'

Umibouzu suddenly realized sothing, 'No, but... that's not the point...'

'No... that's not the point...' Gintoki also realized sothing at this mont.

'I... I actually encountered the real Santa Claus at the most critical mont?!' Both of them thought at the sa ti.

"Kawaki-sama, those two have been standing there for a long ti," a Hyakka pointed to the two in the courtyard and said to Kawaki, who was sitting very obediently beside Kouka, "No one has said anything, just standing there motionless."

"That kind of thing doesn't need for us to be worried about, it probably won't affect us," Kawaki casually replied, his gaze firmly fixed on Kouka.

"That's right, it won't affect us at all, haha..." Shinpachi chuckled, then proceeded to fish out several large pieces of fatty beef from the hotpot in front of him and began to enjoy them heartily.

"Yeah, it doesn't affect us at all!" After downing another glass of alcohol, Hasegawa let out a contented sigh. "Ah~ Today is really great~ Drinking freely like this feels amazing~"

"What a lively Christmas~" Hinowa smiled with narrowed eyes.

"This year's Christmas is the best Christmas because I received the best Christmas gift~" Kagura continued to playfully act spoiled in Kouka's arms.

"So you're Kagura-chan's mother," Otae said to Kouka with a smile, "I don't think we t last ti you visited Earth. I'm Shimura Tae, the older sister of Shimura Shinpachi who works at Yorozuya along with Kagura-chan."

"Thank you for taking care of Kagura, thank you." Kouka nodded gently with a smile.

"No no, Kagura-chan is usually very sensible," Otae smiled in response.

"Kawaki-sama, I also want the best Christmas gift," one of the Hyakka girls coquettishly pleaded.

"Yeah, we also want the best Christmas gift." The other Hyakka girls echoed.

"You don't need to learn from them," Tsukuyo glanced at one of the Hyakka girls who, although dressed similarly, stood out slightly among the Hyakka mbers due to her smaller stature, and said lightly, "They're beyond redemption."

"Yes..." the ntioned Hyakka girl responded softly.

"As for gifts..." Kawaki pinched his chin and thought seriously for a mont, then narrowed his eyes and smiled charmingly, "I can't think of anything at the mont, but does anyone have any wishes?"

"Of course, it's to do so soft and fluffy things with Kawaki-sama!"

All the Hyakka mbers chid in unison, but imdiately afterward they began to glare at each other.

"Um, could you please suggest so wishes that are less harmful to the body..." Kawaki laughed awkwardly.

"Speaking of which, isn't it about ti for Kawaki-chan to get married?"

At this mont, a seemingly ordinary sentence from Kouka instantly silenced the dozens of Hyakka mbers present.

'Opportunity!'

"Hahaha, this is the first ti I have been urged to get married," Kawaki chuckled and rubbed the back of his head a few tis, "These things can't be rushed, Sister Kouka."

"No, it's just that there seem to be a lot of won around Kawaki-chan..." Kouka smiled, then glanced lightly at Tsukuyo and the other Hyakka girls, "Anyone you like? If so, this visit to Earth might be a good opportunity for Sister to help you find soone."

"Anyone's fine?" Kawaki's expression beca serious.

"Yeah, anyone's fine, Sister will help you."

Instantly, all the Hyakka girls couldn't help but gulp.

"Then I'll say it..." Kawaki cleared his throat, then showed a gentle smile as he gently held Kouka's hand, "Sister, divorce that baldy..."

Before Kawaki could finish his sentence, several kunai had already pierced his skull from behind, causing him to roll his eyes and collapse onto the table.

"Pay attention to ethics, you idiot scum," Tsukuyo coldly interjected.

"What are you doing? You stinky woman!" Kawaki pulled out the kunai from the back of his head and sat up. He then shouted angrily, "Opportunities like this don't co often! And what do you an pay attention to ethics?!"

"Literal aning," Tsukuyo replied indifferently.

"Did you guys get sothing wrong? We are not biological siblings!"

As soon as Kawaki said this, the eyes of all Hyakka mbers looking at Kouka beca less friendly.

"Not real siblings?" Otae covered her mouth with so surprise, "Even in [Year 3 Class Z, Kawaki-sensei,] Kagura-chan calls Kawaki 'Little Uncle.'"

"The setting over there is an adopted son," Kawaki nodded self-explanatorily, "Adopted by Sister Kouka's parents since he was a child. After graduating from high school, he went to Japan to study and beca a teacher after graduating from university."

"Oh? Is that so?" Otae said with so surprise.

"Yeah, that's how it is."

"Um, can we stop talking about the setting of the neighboring set in the main plot..." Shinpachi muttered silently, "It feels a bit off... very awkward."

"Didn't we agree to treat this as a year-end party?" Kawaki shrugged, "So a little complaint or two shouldn't be a big deal, right? Vent out the grievances accumulated over the past year, then drink a couple of cups and forget everything to welco the new year, that's the true aning of a year-end party!"

"That's right, that's right..." Hasegawa, who was already quite drunk, mumbled incoherently, "Drink until you're drunk and forget all your worries!"