Chapter 338: I Definitely Didn’t Write This Subject Because I Wanted to Take Advantage of the Shaman King Reboot Popularity!
Gintoki hugged his head and squatted on the ground, shivering. After a moment, Gintoki did not feel anything strange. Instead, he heard the sound of applause.
Then, Gintoki tentatively opened his eyes and carefully glanced at them. He saw that those hands were still in the same place, gently clapping as if they were celebrating something. Then, Gintoki stood up and looked at the hands scattered on both sides of the corridor with some doubts. Obviously, he had not figured out what was going on.
At this moment, the proprietress, Oiwa, who was behind Gintoki, slowly walked toward Gintoki while clapping.
"Congratulations." The proprietress stopped in her tracks, but the applause did not stop, "You passed the interview."
"Eh?" Gintoki turned his head and let out a confused cry.
...
In the proprietress' room.
Oiwa rummaged through her clothes drawer and threw them on Gintoki's head without looking back, "I'll give you forty seconds to put on your clothes! I hate people who dilly-dally. This place is very busy!"
Gintoki listened to the proprietress and put on the work clothes on the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his face which was completely unable to understand the situation drooped down. He asked doubtfully, "What is this? What's going on?"
"Looks like Otose has sent over someone quite spirited." At this time, Oiwa was still rummaging for something.
"Huh?"
"Those girls weren't any good, but the kid with the glasses wasn't too bad. He could see spirits, but you can't handle this job if you're susceptible to spiritual possession."
"What exactly are you talking about? What is the job..." Gintoki asked doubtfully.
However, before he could finish speaking, a translucent body in white with a triangular scarf on her forehead suddenly drilled into the wall beside Gintoki. Gintoki was so frightened that he quickly moved to the side and shouted in fear.
"Proprietress, a group has arrived." The Stand spoke and floated behind the proprietress.
At this time, the proprietress finally found what she was looking for, a bag of peanuts. She immediately turned her head to look at the shocked Gintoki and introduced the female Stand to him "Rei, he is a newcomer. Tell him the rules here."
As she spoke, the proprietress took out a peanut and fed it to the Stand named [Rei]. She then looked at Gintoki again and reminded, "Gin, remember, don't use your real name here. Your name is the chain that links you to your body. If they find out your name, you'll be dragged to the other world."
Gintoki, who was squatting behind the door with a face full of sweat, secretly poked out half of his face and weakly complained, "I've already been dragged into a strange world. What is this? It has completely become another work, right? Is it because of Shaman King's recent reboot? Is it because he wants to rub the heat? Is it because the heat is not good enough that he wants to rub against the popular manga? Is that why he chose this topic this time?"
The proprietress, who did not care about Gintoki's complaints, threw the entire bag of peanuts in her hand to Gintoki and reminded him again, "Take this. As long as you have this most spirits will listen to you. Don't overfeed them! If you understand, then go. I hate dawdlers!"
After saying that, without waiting for Gintoki to respond, the proprietress walked out of the door and headed straight in a certain direction.
"Let's go, Gin." The girl named Rei passed through the door and floated to the other side without looking back.
Gintoki, on the other hand, was once again frightened to the point that his hair stood on end.
...
After that, Gintoki resisted his fear of talking to Rei and learned from Rei that this inn was an inn that specialized in serving Stand and that he was sold here by Otose to work. Gintoki was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
"We usually get by with Mrs. Oiwa and several of us assistants, but around this time, a lot of Stands come and we're busy." Rei turned to look at Gintoki who was standing still, "We get people like you with an aptitude for Stands..."
Without waiting for Rei to finish speaking, Gintoki hurriedly raised his hand and shouted to stop. His face was covered with sweat as he argued with an exaggerated expression, "Wait a minute! I have an aptitude for Stands? How could it be? I almost took a crap three times just talking to you."
As he spoke, Gintoki covered his butt and began to twist it, "Not good, it feels like it's coming up again."
"You still don't understand. The fact that you're talking to me shows that you have an aptitude," Rei replied indifferently, "You just feel like taking a crap because you're a loser... no you're just crappy. "
"Stop joking!" Gintoki shouted, "Why do I have to be manipulated by those old hags? I want to go back!"
As he spoke, Gintoki directly walked past Rei and left without looking back.
"Where are you going?" Rei turned to look at Gintoki's back and reminded him indifferently, "The mountain road is blocked by rocks. And if you escape, your companions will forever be Demon Kakka playing UNO."
Hearing this, Gintoki stopped and turned around with a dark face, "You... you bastards! And why didn't you tell us in advance when you chose this kind of theme? And didn't they say that idiot was the protagonist? Although I am also very unhappy, it doesn't matter if he comes at this time! Why can he eat and sleep like he lives in an ordinary inn? Why? Are you here for a vacation? Are you here for a vacation by throwing the identity of the protagonist to me in this kind of ghost chapter?!"
"That idiot? Are you referring to Ka... that person?" Rei was puzzled and then explained, "That person is special. He can't see spirit. If he did, the proprietress would not let him go three years ago."
"Three years ago?"
"Yes." Rei nodded. "Three years ago, we found the person who had fainted from hunger on the back of the mountain. We brought him back after that. Mrs. Oiwa was very satisfied with him, but later she discovered that the person can't see spirit. Even in this inn that connected the modern world and the other world, he could not notice the existence of any spirit... Stand. Be it sound, figure, or anything else."
"Because he is an idiot... There is no doubt that he is an idiot."
"No, according to my speculation, it might not be," Rei shook her head, "Because when Mrs. Oiwa was telling him a ghost story, he was clearly frightened. So it might be some other reason that we don't know."
"Then, why do those spirits... no, Stands all seem to be afraid of him?"
Rei shook his head and replied, "I am not too clear about this, but I don't know why he can directly affect the Stabd beside him. Before, there was a Stand who wanted to tease him, but he was beaten up by that person. That person just smiled and said, [It seems that someone wants to prank me.] After that, no Stand dared to approach him again. By the way, because of invisible reasons, there were hundreds of Stand that disappeared because of him. The lack of manpower is also due to this. "
"So it was all that bastard's fault..." Gintoki gritted his teeth and cursed.
"That's why Mrs. Oiwa allowed him to live in the sealed underground. It wasn't easy for her to send him away after that. However, who would have thought that after only three years, that person would actually come again?" Rei said helplessly."It's not easy for Mrs. Oiwa."
"You're right. Anyone who meets that kind of idiot will be very troubled..." Gintoki nodded in agreement but in the next moment... "What the hell! Speaking of which, the trouble he caused has nothing to do with me! Why do I have to work in this damn place! It even implicated Shinpachi and the others along the way. What a bastard!"
"Don't complain. There's nothing we can do about it. After all, that person really can't sense Stand." Rei comforted, "It's more important to work first."
"It's work, but... AHHH!" Before Gintoki could finish speaking, the half-body of a male Stand suddenly popped out from the door in the corridor, causing Gintoki to cry out in shock.
"You should be used to it, right?" Spirit grumbled.
"Can you help me a little bit, Rei?" the male Stand said, "That guest has started again."
"Gin, it's your turn," Rei reminded.
...
Gintoki half-squatted in front of the door of the room that kept making noises. He gently opened a crack in the door and secretly looked inside. He saw a male Stand with a bun and only wearing briefs. He was silently punching the wall and expressing his unhappiness.
"What is that? Who is that Stand?" Gintoki whispered, "He has been knocking on the wall all the time. He's creating poltergeists."
At this moment, the Stand finally revealed his full face. His long eyebrows and mustache were like catfish whiskers. He frowned and looked unhappy.
"I'm so pissed off at Mitsuhide." The Stand muttered unhappily. At the same time, he did not stop and continued to punch the wall, "I really can't believe that it's Mitsuhide."
"Who is Mitsuhide? What exactly is going on with that drunkard?" Gintoki whispered unhappily.
"Nobunaga," replied Rei.
"Nobunaga? Oda Nobunaga?" Gintoki's eyes were full of black lines, "Why is Nobunaga only wearing briefs? They're hanging loose on him, too."
"Because he is a western fan." Spirit replied.
"Why does he have to wear briefs of all things?! There are lots of other types of western clothes he can wear. There are a lot better things!" Gintoki complained, his head full of black lines.
"I mean come on, seriously. How could they choose to betray at that time? They are only one step away from unifying the country." Nobunaga continued to complain.
"Hey, he's totally dwelling on what happened at Honnoji Temple." Gintoki was speechless.
"It was always like this every time he came here," Rei replied, "Gin, do something about it. Otherwise, it will really get out of hand."
"That something? What is it?" Gintoki asked doubtfully, "And what can I do against that kind of drunkard?"
"Don't complain. You are the only one who can stop him before that. Please," Rei replied, "Old people like talking to young people."
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