Maybe a Fake Gintama

The time came to noon unknowingly.

Jiang Cheng, who had just stepped into the restaurant and was standing at the door of the restaurant, noticed the movement behind him. He turned around and looked at Yue Yong in the corridor who had just passed by the door of the restaurant. He shouted in confusion:

Yueyue, it's already lunch. Where are you going?

Hearing the sound, Yue Yong's body trembled, as if she was suddenly frightened by something.

Hey, what happened to you today? Jiang Cheng looked confused, Why do you feel like you were shocked?

No, no, it's nothing, Yue Yong turned around, cleared her throat with her hands on her hands, and said calmly, I'm just not hungry.

At this time, Nilun, who was sitting at the dining table in the restaurant, said with some surprise: Hey -? Aren't you hungry? I've obviously made Yue Yue's portion.

Really, no matter how workaholic you are, there should be a limit. Jiang Cheng shook his head helplessly, and then pointed to the restaurant, At least eat well when it's time to eat. Come quickly.

Now, since the sun wheel has been cooked, let me eat a little bit... Yue Yong responded and slowly walked towards the restaurant.

Are you really okay? Jiang Cheng asked doubtfully, I always feel that my expression is a bit forced.

Yue Yong, who had just passed by Jiang Cheng, shook her body again, but still pretended to be calm, but stumbled and replied: No! I, I'm fine!

Are you feeling unwell? Jiang Cheng asked again, then chuckled, shook his head, and continued: If so, I can help you patrol in the afternoon. Of course, the precondition is that you pay me in advance. Whatever you want. Just give me 300 million or something.

Yue Yong was startled again, rolled her eyes and shouted incoherently: Say, what are you talking about?! Why do you want 300 million! Why do you want 300 million just to help me patrol! Just stop it!

Looking at Yue Yong who was almost close to his face, with white eyes and gritted teeth, and blue veins popping up on his face, Jiang Cheng quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: It's just a joke, it's just a joke, Yueyue.

Yueyue returned to her usual cold attitude, looked at Jiang Cheng with cold eyes, and said coldly: There are jokes that can and cannot be made. If you make such a joke again, I will kill you...

Looking at Yue Yong's expressionless eyes and hearing the threat in Yue Yong's cold words, Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment and then pointed at Yue Yong and looked at the sun wheel and asked: Is this guy really okay? ? By the way, the kind of joke just now is a joke that cannot be made?

…

lunch time,

While Jiang Cheng was eating lunch, he stared suspiciously at the chest of Yue Yong, who was sitting opposite him.

If it were normal times, Yue Yong would have taken out his kunai and pricked Jiang Cheng into a hornet's nest, but this time was different from the past, Yue Yong didn't make any move at all.

Yue Yong, who was eating with no chopsticks, was slightly shocked when she felt Jiang Cheng's undisguised gaze.

[Have you noticed it already? ] Yue Yong thought in her mind, [Has this idiot noticed that he won the lottery and suspected that the winning lottery ticket was on me? Not only did he deliberately say the number 300 million just now, but he also had that suspicious look in his eyes now. Could it be... could it be that he was beginning to doubt the fact that I had the winning lottery ticket in my arms? ! 】

Um, Yueyue... Jiang Cheng finally couldn't help it. He pointed at a certain part of Yue Yong and said, Although I know it's a bit rude, I still can't help but want to ask you.

W-what? Yue Yong asked pretending to be calm.

It's about that... Jiang Cheng continued, Can we talk alone for a while? Don't worry, I know you can't say it in public. But when two people are alone, it doesn't matter if they tell the truth. . I’m really just curious, there is absolutely no other meaning!”

You, what are you talking about?! Yue Yong immediately became anxious and argued loudly, How could I happen to pick up the lottery ticket you dropped on the ground! How could I put that thing in my arms? It’s inside! It’s impossible! You guys, please stop it in moderation!!”

That... Jiang Cheng replied weakly, I haven't said a word about the lottery ticket. But having said that, Yueyue, you also know about the lost lottery ticket. Although you know that you can't win the prize. , but it still feels a bit pity if I lose it, hahaha...

Yes, yes, Yue Yong also laughed, but the smile was a little forced, That's right, it's just impossible to win the lottery after buying a lottery ticket. It's impossible to win with something like that. The chance is as low as one in hundreds of thousands. It’s better not to put your hope in that kind of thing, it’s just nonsense.”

Oh! Jiang Cheng looked surprised, I didn't expect that Yueyue you would occasionally say some real truths! It's so rare! You obviously just throw kunai around casually no matter what you do!

Yue Yong cleared her throat and replied calmly: This, I know about this kind of thing for the time being. In short, it's better not to think about unrealistic things like winning the lottery for the time being.

I never thought about it, Jiang Cheng replied with narrowed eyes, When I bought it yesterday, I just happened to have some change and the mother-in-law happened to stop me.

[I happened to win 300 million again...] Yue Yong added in her heart.

How could you possibly win the lottery in that situation~ Jiang Cheng waved his hands with a disapproving look on his face.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's performance, Yue Yong felt truly relieved: [It seems that he has been deceived...]

But just after thinking about it, Yue Yong once again noticed Jiang Cheng's suspicious eyes staring straight at her chest.

【No! wrong! This man has not completely let go of his doubts! Was that just a disguise? ! Did you say that on purpose just to make me relax? ! You really can’t underestimate him...]

[Those two things...] Jiang Cheng thought in his mind, [Are they really genuine? 】

【Calm down! Stay calmer! 】 Yue Yong kept warning herself in her heart... or comforting herself, You must not mess up at this time. Although he did win the 300 million, but... if you think about it carefully, if he cashes in the prize, he will definitely win. Bought them all as useless games. In order to prevent him from becoming that kind of scum, it is more appropriate to put him on me.

And back ten thousand steps... ah, no, twenty thousand steps back... Shiwanbu said that after he redeems the prize, he will really return the money to Yoshihara as the original debt, so I can be regarded as legitimately accepting the money. money. Although he doesn't know it himself, in my mind I can assume that he has repaid the money. Yes, that’s it! 】

…

afternoon.

Yue Yong was sitting on her knees in front of the low table in the living room of her room. She lowered her head and looked at the lottery ticket on the table with an expressionless face. Yue Yong's hand holding the pipe was still trembling slightly.

By the way, Yue Yong has maintained this posture for more than an hour.

Looking at the crumpled newspaper placed next to the lottery ticket on the table, Yue Yong checked the winning numbers again. By the way, Yue Yong had already checked the winning numbers for more than the 1,500th time.

[V-5739628...] Thinking about it, Yue Yong finally changed the expression on her face. She put her elbows on the table and held her head in her hands. She said in her mind: [No matter how many times it is done, it is exactly the same! Why? ! Why did that idiot happen to win the lottery he bought? I can't understand it at all! Why would you let someone like that win the prize? There must be a limit to unfairness! How fairer! Lord God!

What should we do? Want to tell him the truth? Want to tell him the truth? ! Do you want to give him the lottery ticket? ! Want to give it to him? ! By the way, why do you have to win the lottery at such a sensitive time? 】

At this time, Yue Yong thought of the conversation she had with Jiang Cheng on the way back yesterday.

You...will leave Yoshiwara one day, right?

Ah, yes.

when?

Why are you asking this kind of question? Could it be that Yueyue, you are reluctant to let me go?

Thinking of Jiang Cheng's tone when he said this, Yue Yong still couldn't help but have veins on her forehead, and couldn't help using the same foul language: Who wouldn't want to let that kind of scum squat at home? !”

Hahaha, I think so.

So, when exactly is it going to be? I have to prepare for the celebration in advance.

Are you too heartless? Are you thinking about the celebration party after I leave now? Well, forget it. Anyway, I haven't thought about it yet, but before that, I should at least pay back the debt I owed. You Is that right?

debt?

Hey, what's going on with your head? You've forgotten the reason why I was detained in Yoshiwara, right? Isn't this reaction no longer necessary?

How is that possible! Give me back the money you owed back then!

Thinking of this, Yue Yong looked down at the lottery tickets on the table again, and her heart became entangled again...

But at this moment, Jiang Cheng's voice suddenly came from the door.

Yueyue, I want to go out.

Boom! !

Yue Yong instantly lay down on the table and pressed the lottery ticket tightly with her body.

Knock on the door first when you enter someone else's room! Yue Yong turned away, blushing and reminded loudly.

No, I have already knocked on the door. Jiang Cheng pointed to the direction of the door on the side, But there was no response, so I pushed the door open and came in.

This, that's it. Yue Yong quietly put the lottery ticket into her arms, then sat up, cleared her throat and continued, What, you don't need to tell me specifically about this kind of thing.

No, I just thought something was wrong with you today, and I was wondering if you should go out to get some fresh air or something.

I'm fine.

Souga, Jiang Cheng said, turning around and raising a hand to wave before leaving, Then I will go out alone, bye.

【one person? ! 】 Yue Yong's heart suddenly thumped, Could this person... want to...

…

Three seconds later, looking at Yue Yong with one hand on his side and holding a pipe in his other hand, Jiang Cheng complained expressionlessly: What kind of trouble are you going to make?