May Be the Fake Gintama

"Although I'm a little disappointed with the same index as this idiot, that's it." Jiang Cheng nodded, "If you really don't know what you want to do, then it's better to compare what you usually need to do. Now, which one are you more...er, interested? No, the robot shouldn’t have this vocabulary...er, it’s the situation just now, you can choose something with a higher willingness index."

"Xiaoyu understands."

"In fact, there are some things, no matter how much we talk about, there is no way we can help you," Jiang Cheng leaned back, propped his hands on the floor behind him, looked up to the ceiling, and said with a slight emotion: "This There is no one in the world who is not confused, but it does not matter. The confused is the human being, the exclusive possession of the creature with its own thought."

"Confused?" Xiaoyu puzzled.

"Ah, it's just confusion. No one in this world can walk straight forward without being confused. The same is true for you." Jiang Cheng lowered his head slightly, looked at Xiaoyu and smiled, "Don't worry about this situation. Not only you, but everyone in this world is just like you."

"Xiaoyu is not a human being, but a robot, so will the robot be lost?" Xiaoyu tilted his head and was a little unclear.

"I don't know if other machines are possible, but aren't you confused now?" Jiang Cheng chuckled lightly, "Someone once taught me, [It's never impossible to be confused, you just need to be the person you dream of. Just fine], I will give you this sentence today."

"Although you are a robot. But some things are actually the same as us. When you want to laugh, you laugh. When you want to cry, you don't have to cry hard. If you want to meet, you can meet. Finally, you have to think. Just do what you need to do. Robots? It doesn’t matter, or many or less will have a yoke, but human beings are far more free than you think."

"Xiaoyu..." Xiaoyu was interrupted again by Jiang Cheng just as he spoke.

"I want to say that I am a robot again? No, it's not like that. In my opinion, you are already a normal human being." Jiang Cheng snorted, "Whether it is when smiling or crying, or confused. At that time, there was no difference from human beings."

After finishing talking, Jiang Cheng stood up, came to the window, held on to the window, and looked at the guests and wandering girls coming and going on Yoshihara Street.

As for Yin Shi, he put his hands on Erlang's legs, lying on the floor, looking at the ceiling with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

In this way, after a long silence, Xiaoyu stood up and bowed to Jiang Cheng and Yinshi: "Thank you very much for Jiang Cheng and Yinshi today. Xiaoyu will leave first."

"Ah, go." Jiang Cheng turned his head and smiled.

After Xiaoyu responded, she turned around and left slowly.

...

"Hey, Jiang Cheng, what is your interest?" Suddenly, Yin Shi asked abruptly.

"Of course it is the girl of Shui Lingling..." Jiang Cheng replied subconsciously, but fortunately he reacted in time and quickly covered his mouth, with lingering fears and said: "It's dangerous!"

With that said, Jiang Cheng looked at Yin who was still lying on the floor, and shouted, "Hey! Bastard..."

Seeing Jiang Cheng's reaction, Yin Shi didn't hold back a laugh, and then sat up, but he still didn't stop laughing.

"Asshole! Laugh at the wool!" Jiang Cheng scolded with a blank eye.

"No, no, I just think that the idiot is still the same as always," Yin Shi's laughter stopped, and then stood up, put his pocket in, and turned to the door. "But sometimes I think it’s good, at least. When you look like an idiot, you will have the illusion that nothing has changed, just like it used to be."

"Aren't you the same? Stupid." Jiang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth gently.

After speaking, Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked out the window again, and Yin Shi also walked out of Jiang Cheng's door.

The corners of the mouths of the two people raised slightly in unison...

...

At night, Dengshi Xiaodian.

Jingle Bell.

"welcome."

Just after finishing talking, Mother-in-law Dengshi saw Jiang Cheng who opened the door and walked in, took a cigarette, and said, "What a rare visitor."

"Where is Xiaoyu?"

Jiang Cheng smiled and went to sit down at the counter.

"I don't know, after giving her a holiday, she never came back." Mother-in-law Dengshi replied indifferently, and at the same time turned around and picked up a bottle of liquor from the cabinet.

"That's it." After Jiang Cheng replied nonchalantly, he picked up a glass from the counter and caught the wine from Granny Dengshi.

"Women who don't care at all have gone home at night, and men don't care at all." Grandma Dengshi teased.

"What silly thing to say?" Jiang Cheng took a sip of his wine and chuckled. "If you are too nervous about a woman, it will often be counterproductive."

"Your kid really knows women." Mother-in-law Dengshi scolded with a smile.

"No, it's a long way off."

After finishing talking, Jiang Cheng finished drinking a cup of wine, took out a thick envelope from his arms and placed it on the counter. Then he got up and stood up, leaving a [Thank you for your hospitality], then turned around and left.

"Don't wait any longer?" Mother-in-law Dengshi counted the money in the envelope without raising her head.

"No, that kid doesn't need us to do anything anymore."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng raised his hand and waved, opened the door of the Dengshi shop, lifted his leg and walked out.

But just as he walked to the door, Jiang Cheng met Xiaoyu who had just come back, who was dirty and smiling.

"Master Jiang Cheng," Xiaoyu bowed, "Are you leaving already?"

"Ah, yes."

...

On the way back to Yoshihara, Jiang Cheng walked and recalled the scene he saw today: In the park at dusk, Xiaoyu played with the children instead of the broken mole machine.

"There really isn't much you can do."

Looking at the sky, Jiang Cheng whispered softly.

(End of this article.)

...

One night, in a conveyor belt sushi restaurant.

"Oh, it's really a long time to get to this step today," Hasegawa wore a blue employee uniform with a blue hairband on his forehead, touching the back of his head and chuckles. I have been living a messy life without even holding a kitchen knife. Every day I peeked at the boss's sushi-making technique, and then practiced rice-making by myself. Finally, I was in charge of this branch."

As he said, Hasegawa straightened his chest and said, "This time I will definitely do it well."

"Oh, Manager Hasegawa!" A Miao who was sitting in his seat called out in a timely manner.

"Don't shout like that, I'll be shy." Hasegawa floated up instantly.

"Sure enough, men still have to have a job." The grandmother Dengshi sitting on the side of the seat said, "This way, the wife who ran away from home may also come back, and you are really working hard. "

With that said, Mother-in-law Dengshi looked at Yueyong who was aside, and then said, "You think so too? Yueyue."

"Yes." Yue Yong looked at Jiang Cheng in the seat next to him with contempt.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Cheng snorted, and said with some disdain: "Humans who forget even freedom, cut! Such humans are no different from the great apes in captivity in zoos!"

"Quickly shut up, Jiang Chengsang, have you forgotten what you tortured Hasegawa-san the last time? I was in a coma in the hospital for a long time." Xin Bajia vomited expressionlessly on the side.

"Today, I want everyone who has always supported me to be the first to **** sushi. Today I count as a treat. Eat as much as you like!" Hasegawa explained.

Hearing the sound, Kagura was the first to cheer: "Yeah! I haven't eaten sushi for a long time, Aru! What should I eat~"

Only Yin Shi looked at Jiang Cheng and looked at the expectant Kagura sitting next to him, then looked at Hasegawa and said with some uncertainty: "Are you sure?"

"Ah! It's all free!" Hasegawa said, patting his chest.

...

"Ah, I turned it around. It looks like a delicious cucumber roll." Miao looked at the plate that had been slowly turned, smiled and looked at Kagura on the side, "Kagura-chan, let's eat together~"

"Yeah~"

"Oh, the next plate is also cucumber rolls. Hasegawa-san is really good at kneading cucumber rolls." Xinba Haw praised, and then picked up a plate, "Then I will eat this one."

"Yeah again," Gin Shiki sighed softly as he watched another plate of cucumber rolls turning away from him, "Well, forget it, it should be good to use cucumber rolls to get my stomach used at the beginning..."

But just after finishing talking, Yin Shi noticed that ~www.readwn.com~ the entire conveyor belt was all cucumber rolls!

"When were we Sha Wujing?!" Yin Shizuki was screaming with blue veins and white eyes, while standing on the counter and kicking Hasegawa.

At the same time, Kagura also got up and jumped up, yelling and stepped directly on Hasegawa's body, while Shin Baja stood up and threw a punch.

Hasegawa, who was vomiting blood, flew out and fell to the ground dying.

However, Yin Shi didn't feel sorry at all. He stepped on the counter, pointed to the endless cucumber rolls on the conveyor belt, bursting with green veins, and shouted: "The cucumber rolls are all lined up in Gandhara! What is the stinginess?! Hurry up and get all the tuna and sea urchin sushi! Asshole! What do you think we are doing to squeeze our precious time out to meet someone like you?!"

(Gandhara: An ancient country located in eastern Afghanistan and northwestern Pakistan, it was known as a holy place of Buddhism from the 1st to 5th centuries. Cut in, the elders of the street author’s family are very pious Buddhists. But what about the street author himself? I don't believe it either.)

"Enough is enough. I am not very interested in coming to this place to eat something that is indistinguishable from rice balls." As he said, Jiang Cheng got up and stood up.

"That's exactly two things, right?" Grandma Dengshi vomited.

"No, it doesn't make any difference to me." Jiang Cheng spread his hands and replied indifferently, "Anyway, rice is basically mixed with other ingredients? And even if there is tuna premium sushi, I don't even think about it. I can’t eat it anymore. I hate raw meat the most. The level I hate is 100! By the way, level 10 is the highest level!"

As he said, Jiang Cheng turned his head and pointed his finger at Hasegawa: "Finally, the most important point, this kind of thing is not hygienic at all, isn't it? This guy doesn't look like the kind of person who washes his hands after going to the toilet, eat. With sushi made by this kind of person, you will definitely get something strange!"