Maybe a Fake Gintama

One day, in an office on a modern high-rise building in Edo with a large sign Toukibiunko hanging on it.

Ha——?! Let Kagura-chan be your idol?! And also form a group with Atong?!

After listening to the words of Mr. Teramon's mother and manager, Ms. Teramon City, who was sitting at the desk in front of him, Shinpachi made such a sound of doubt about life.

Are you crazy? What kind of bad idea are you thinking of? Does this still count as supporting Atong-chan's office all the way?!

When faced with things related to Atong-chan, Xinbaji is always extremely excited and full of passion.

Ms. Temple City shook her shoulders slightly and replied with a little surprise: I was also shocked. I didn't expect that the talent scout brought us the little girl from the Wanshiwuwu who had taken care of us before.

But he is indeed our talent scout. He is very discerning. Atsumu-chan, who was standing next to her mother in a cute yellow kimono, said with a smile, and then looked at the girl sitting on the sofa with her eyes narrowed and picking at the girl. Kagura's nostrils, I think Kagura-chan has the temperament of an idol. She can be called a beautiful girl in both appearance and fair skin. She also has the qualities of a foreign artist. The most important thing is that she has style no matter what she does.

Shinbachi argued without thinking: Are there any idols who are very good at picking their noses?!

Idols can also pick their noses, like me...

I don't know how to pick! Shinpachi frowned and interrupted Atong-chan with his nostrils pointing upward. For Atong-chan, boogers don't exist! Dreams with pink heart-shaped nostrils With hope!”

No... what you said is worse than booger. Atong complained silently.

Now is the heyday of group idol popularity. If Atsumu doesn't do something, he will be eliminated by the times. As she said this, Ms. Teramon City looked at the poster or plan posted on the wall nearby, and continued Explained: So we designed a limited-time set of Temple Gate. Who is your partner? project. It is a plan to form a team between Atong and a mysterious passerby to inspire Atong's new charm and at the same time discover new people to make both of them popular.

What are you talking about digging! Xin Baji pointed at Kagura who was still picking his nose behind him, and argued excitedly: No matter how hard you dig in this mine, you can only dig out your nose!

Although it's still a booger now, as long as you practice it carefully, it's possible that it will become a booger harder than diamonds.

“Shouldn’t the result be boogers?!”

In short,

Atong needs an unexpected partner, please wish us a helping hand.

Please calm down! Do you want Atong-chan's efforts so far to be in vain? This child is not material for selling dreams at all, but a pathetic woman created to destroy men's dreams...

Kagura stood up, narrowed her eyes and flicked the golden booger she just picked out on her little finger to Shinpachi to stop him from continuing.

boom!

By the way, the impact directly smashed his head into the wall on the side.

After doing all this, Kagura blew her little finger very easily.

Awesome! What is this? Teramonichi was so shocked that he couldn't help but stand up.

Kagura looked angry: Don't think you can talk nonsense because I don't speak. My boogers are already harder than diamonds, Al.

This can be used at the celebrity secret conference, mom! Atong-chan said excitedly, and then came to Kagura with uncontrollable excitement, Show it again, let me see.

But at this moment, Jiang Cheng, who had been sitting on the sidelines all the time, stood up and stood in front of Atong. At the same time, Gintoki, who was also sitting on the sofa the whole time, also stood up and came to Kagura. He hugged Kagura's shoulders from behind.

Wait a minute, Jiang Cheng yawned, then opened his ears and said impatiently: Anyway, I understand it in general. In short, let this little girl be like Kagura in the future. You call me uncle every day, right? Hey, don’t be joking, I’ve already suffered enough from a girl like this, and I don’t want any more... pain!

The fist in Gintoki's hand, who was wearing a white suit and glasses, stopped Jiang Cheng from continuing.

What are you doing! Jiang Cheng turned around and shouted angrily.

You didn't listen to anything at all! You didn't listen to a word at all! Otherwise, how on earth did you get this meaning?! Gintoki said angrily, with veins popping out, and then he put his hands up to clear the air. Clearing his throat, Anyway, leave it to me to get in and out. I'm better at this than you. Just be the president who is only responsible for signing.

President? Huh? Me? What president? Jiang Cheng looked confused.

Anyway, Gintoki looked at Atsushi-chan and Teramado Ichi in front of him with a serious expression, That's enough for the small talk, let's talk about business. After all, she is also the main product of our office.

Huh? Office? Product? Atong-chan looked surprised.

What do you mean? Jiang Cheng still looked confused.

Hey, hey, is this Alzheimer's disease? President? Have you forgotten? President? Gintoki glanced at Jiang Cheng indifferently, and patted Kagura on the shoulder, This child was trained by us. My idol, when it comes to potential, everyone has to admit that this kid is a genius that surpasses Atong.

Xin Baji, who had just pulled out his head from the wall, twitched his mouth and complained: That Yin Sang, Jiang Cheng Sang didn't understand the situation at all...

Don't worry, even such an idiot president will understand once he sees real money.

Well……

…

In the dance practice room, Jiang Cheng, who was forcibly put into a blue suit, leaned against the wall with his eyes closed and his hands folded, looking boredly at Kagura and Atong-chan, who were doing dance moves under the guidance of the teacher.

On the side, standing were Teramon Ichi, Gintoki, and Shinpachi with a constipated expression on his face.

Gintoki said: President, it's okay to be a co-producer.

Hey, no problem, Producer Sakata. Teramonichi responded.

Shinbaji's eyes were full of black lines: Huh? Is this person a producer? He's just a rip-off.

Jiang Cheng pointed at himself and asked: Well... I seem to be the president too, what should I do?

It seems that what you said is true, Ichimon Temple, who ignored Shinpachi and Jiangcheng, looked at Kagura who made one action after another with great ease, and continued, Just relying on rhythm, agility and physical function Speaking of which, they are far above Atong-chan.

Jiang Cheng pointed at himself and continued: Huh? Was I ignored? Was I ignored deliberately?

Gintoki, who ignored Jiang Cheng, nodded: Yes, about this, no idol in the universe can win her, right? Shimura guides.

Huh? Am I the guide? Xin Bajiao asked with twitching eyes.

Teramato nodded calmly: With that appearance and that outstanding performance, it seems that an incredible idol is about to be born, right? Manager Shimura?

Huh? Am I a guide or an agent?

Jiang Cheng frowned and said helplessly: Are you still ignoring me? Hello? Hello? Hello -?

Gintoki continued: The key lies in how to package and launch them.

I'll leave all this to you, the producer. Teramato shook his shoulders and continued matter-of-factly, If we want to inspire Atong's new charm, the planning must also be innovative. What you say should be fine, right?

Ah, don't worry about this. We have experts in idol studies, right? Idol otaku king?

Xin Baji reminded him expressionlessly: Well, I'm sorry, can you fix my position?

Teramon Ichi slowly turned around: I'm waiting to see what you can do, Sakata produced, Shimura [beep——].

In the end, he's still a pervert!! Xin Baji screamed frantically.

Then...this president, said Teramaichi, who blushed inexplicably and looked at Jiang Cheng with evasive eyes, it's time for us to find a quiet place to have a brief chat, and I heard that our situation is quite good. They're similar, aren't they? One is a daughter and the other is a niece. They are both the only relatives in this world (Earth). I think we should have a lot in common.

No, I remember, doesn't that girl have a father in prison? Jiang Cheng pointed at Atong-chan and said.

It's okay, those things are already in the past.

Gintoki glanced at Jiang Cheng indifferently and said: Go quickly, president, this is the president's job, talks with the other party's president and so on. As for other small things, leave it to me and Shimura [beep— —] Come and sit. You just need to have a simple drink of tea, a simple meal and a chat, and finally just find a hotel [beep——] and that’s it. Simple, right?

It's so easy for you! What does [Beep——] mean?! Shinbachi shouted with blue veins and white eyes, Although the content of [Beep——] has changed, I'm still a pervert, right? !”

Jiang Cheng supported his chin and nodded: I see, this is the job of the president. It feels really hard.

Don't believe it so easily!

In short, if it is what Kagura wants to do, then as my uncle, I will definitely support it. Even if it means sacrificing something, I will do my best! Goodbye!

With that said, Jiang Cheng put his arms around Si Menshi's shoulders and stepped out directly.

For various reasons, the foreplay time may be longer, is it okay? Is it okay for your mouth to [beep——][beep——][beep——][beep——][beep——]?

Listening to the silence in Jiang Cheng's words in the distance, half of Xin Baji's face began to twitch non-stop.

What we need is this kind of consciousness of sacrifice, Gintoki nodded and confirmed, then looked at Kagura and Atsushi-chan, Then while the two presidents [beep——][beep——] [Beep——], we have to take advantage of the limited time to make more money on this cash cow.”