Maybe a Fake Gintama

Chapter 498: In Fact, for Some People, Every Day Is Like Christmas!



Chapter 498: In Fact, for Some People, Every Day Is Like Christmas!

Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 498 In Fact, for Some People, Every Day Is Like Christmas!

On Christmas night, the Earth Terminal (Space Terminal Station) welcomed a bald man who only appeared three times in the 500 or so chapter - Umibozou, real name Kankou.

He was currently wearing a Santa Claus costume, a fake beard on his chin, carrying a big gift bag, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

As for why he was dressed like this and why he left his wife alone and came to Earth at this point in time, we have to start talking about it from the past few days.

A few days ago, Planet Kouan.

"Kouka, can... can you show me that?"

Looking at Kouka, who was sitting on the bed and quickly editing a text message, Umibozou gave a tentative shout, and then turned his face away slightly, pretending not to care at all, "Ahem, um, let me explain in advance, I'm not curious about what you two, mother and daughter, talked about. I just think that occasionally I should care about my daughter. After all, she is alone on a remote planet with such an unreliable uncle and might be led astray or something..."

'Why do you only chat with your mother? You chatted with your mother until late at night every day and exchanged so many text messages, but Papi couldn't even receive an ordinary letter...' Umibozou said bitterly in his mind, 'Don't you like your Papi, Kagura-chan? Wasn't this the case when you were little? You want to kiss, hug, and hold high every time, right? Why do you become like this when you grow up? Is it because of puberty? Is it because you hate your dad with thick hair when you hit puberty?'

Looking at Umibozou's appearance, Kouka couldn't help but smile, and then deliberately said, "No, Kagura is growing up very well on Earth, and she is living a very happy life."

'What happy?!' Umibozou gritted his teeth and thought in his mind, 'Are you saying that she was happy to be with that uncle that I don't even acknowledge and that guy with white hair? Is she happier than being with me, her Papi? Have she forgotten me? Have she forgotten me, her Papi?!'

"What's wrong?" Kouka asked deliberately.

"No, it's nothing." Umibozou quickly replied, "I'm just very happy. I feel sincerely happy for Kagura, who has grown up so well on Earth. Ahaha..."

'How could it be possible!' Umibozou added in his mind, 'How can she be happy! My heart is about to break into pieces! That brat definitely didn't prepare my communicator on purpose. He definitely wanted to please Kagura-chan so that Kagura-chan could say good things in front of Kouka, to achieve the goal of taking Kouka away from me! That's absolutely it! What a despicable and shameless bastard!'

"Actually, Kagura just said that the Earth is ushering in a festival called Christmas recently, and everyone is very happy. It seems to be because it is said that on Christmas Eve there will be an old man called Santa Claus who delivers gifts to children."

As she said that, Kouka put down the communicator in her hand, took a puff, and continued with soft eyes, "But, it seems that for some reason, Kagura doesn't seem to be looking forward to Christmas. She also said that she has never seen Santa Claus."

'This is it! Chance! This is an opportunity to restore my important position as a father in Kagura's heart!' Umibozou was ecstatic in his heart, 'Not looking forward? I understand, I understand! Must it be because Santa Claus has never given you a gift? Kagura-chan! But don't worry this Christmas! Because you have a father! A father with unusually thick hair!'

"Cough, Kouka." Umibozou cleared his throat and said calmly, "Actually, I have a job that requires a business trip these days. It is not dangerous, but it is very important and urgent work."

"Well, pay attention to safety," Kouka replied with a smile.

'That's right! I must go alone! I must never let that brat see Kouka again!' Umibozou thought, 'Although I am slightly better than him in all aspects, even the hair volume is several times that of that hairy boy, but maybe Kouka will sympathize with that kind of man who is slightly worse! This will cause unnecessary troubles and so on!'

...

Shortly after watching Umibozou leave, Kouka turned on the communicator again and looked at the last sentence in the text message with soft eyes.

[...Because it doesn't matter whether there is Santa Claus or not. For me now, every day is like Christmas with my own Santa Claus.]

Didi…

A message notification sound came from the communicator again. Looking at the message sent by Kawaki, Kouka glanced at the slowly descending spaceship outside the window, then slowly stood up and murmured something.

"It's time for me to set off~"

...

'Kagura-chan! Papi is here!'

While thinking this, Umibozou, who was cosplaying Santa Claus, walked out of the terminal door with excitement.

What Umibozou didn't notice was that a man with an orange ponytail holding a thick women's winter coat in his hand and a blue umbrella at his waist passed by him just now.

The directions of the two were exactly opposite, one was facing outside the door and the other was facing inside.

After Kawaki stepped into the terminal, he was suddenly stunned for a moment and stopped. Then he turned around and looked at "Santa Claus" outside the door who was striding away from him without looking back. He muttered to himself in confusion, "Which volunteer team are you a volunteer for?"

"No, no, no, now is not the time to think about this." Kawaki shook his head, and then turned his attention to the passenger exit, "It should be there in one minute. The spaceship ticket that I reserver for Sister Kouka and that bald man will arrive in one minute."

Then, a minute later, another passenger ship fell into the terminal, and a large number of passengers poured out of the hatch. After a simple security check, each passenger came over.

Finally, Kawaki also found the existence that was very important to him in the crowd - Kouka, who was alone.

"Sister Kouka." After calling out, Kawaki quickly stepped forward, put the winter coat on Kouka, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

"No, it's nothing," Kouka replied with a smile.

"Where's that baldy?" Kawaki looked around and asked with some confusion, "Have he gone to the toilet?"

"No, he said he has some very important and urgent work, so he went on a business trip," Kouka replied softly.

"Really, he actually left his wife alone." Kawaki's face showed a bit of displeasure, "My long-awaited wish to have your family reunited for Christmas has just been dashed."

"Let's go..." Kawaki blew out a puff of smoke, "I haven't seen Kagura in a long time."

"Sister Kouka, what do you think of such a Christmas gift?" Kawaki followed Kouka and asked smugly, "Would Kagura-chan like it? I have been thinking about what to give her, but the last thing I thought of was you and your family to get together for Christmas."

"No, Kawaki-chan, it should be our family." Kouka smiled and said.

"Have you finally made up your mind to divorce that baldy, Sister Kouka?!" Jiang Cheng said in surprise.

Kouka, "..."

...

"Not bad, right? Christmas here?" Kawaki asked with a smile.

Looking at the brightly lit shopping street full of Christmas atmosphere, listening to the music of "Jingle Bells" playing in almost every store, and the laughter of young lovers and children coming from all directions, Kouka responded loudly.

"Well, it's true. Christmas on Earth is really lively."

"Sister, do you want any gifts?" Kawaki scratched his head and said sheepishly, "If you have any, I can buy it for you. Kagura-chan and the others haven't started yet, so we have some time..."

"No, being able to come here to spend Christmas with everyone is already the best gift for sister." Kouka glanced at Kawaki gently, narrowed her eyes, and smiled.

"Sister Kouka! Believe me!" Kawaki said seriously to Kouka, "There will definitely be such a day! The day when we all live together on Earth!"

"You don't have to pay special attention to sister's affairs." Kouka raised her hand and gently patted off the snowflakes that fell on Kawaki's head, "I am very satisfied now. Although we are not together, I can still talk to Kagura and you every day. Kankou is also by my side, and my son has grown up very well. I am already... very satisfied. Sister is really grateful to you."

"What are you talking about?! It's me who should be grateful!" Kawaki quickly replied, "If it weren't for sister, I would have died on that planet with nothing!"

"Where is Miss Tsukuyo?" Kouka changed the subject and asked Kawaki.

"Tsukki, she's probably still on patrol in Yoshiwara." Kawaki thought for a while and replied, "But today is Christmas. There aren't many guests in Yoshiwara, so there should be nothing wrong, and there's no need to worry. I've already said hello to her, saying that if she's free, she can bring Hinowa and the others up to spend Christmas Eve together. Maybe they will arrive earlier than the two of us."

"That's it..."

...

Shimura family, Koudoukan.

"Oh my, this is the first time that we have had such a lively Christmas." Otae looked at the crowded room.

"Yes, today's Christmas is really lively," Shinpachi said with some emotion, "It was said for Christmas but it has turned into a lively New Year's Eve party."

"Leader, are these Christmas trees enough?" A Hyakka pointed to several Christmas trees that had just been placed in the yard and asked Tsukuyo, who was leaning against the door and smoking.

"Ah, that's enough." Tsukuyo nodded lightly, then turned to look at Otaeo in the room, "Otae, is there anything else you need to prepare for Christmas?"

"Oh my, didn't Miss Tsukuyo celebrate Christmas?" Otae said with a slight surprise, covering her mouth.

"Because of Yoshiwara's work, this is the first time for us to get together to celebrate this kind of festival." Hinowa, who was sitting in a wheelchair next to her, said with a smile.

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