Chapter 426: Kawaki-sama Is Possessed!
Maybe a Fake Gintama Chapter 426 Kawaki-sama Is Possessed!
Yoshiwara, early morning.
Tsukuyo gently pinched her kiseru, her eyes were cold as she looked at Kawaki who was lying on the bed, wearing gray pajamas, and drooling.
Tsukuyo glanced indifferently at the destroyed alarm clock and the hole in the floor where the alarm clock was placed.
Perhaps it was because she was already used to this scene, but Tsukuyo did not show any emotion on her face. She kept looking at the man on the floor with an expressionless look as if she was looking at trash.
"Hey, work has begun." After saying this, Tsukuyo raised her foot and stepped on Kawaki's face.
However, the development this time was somewhat different from the past.
Snapped!
Kawaki, who still had his eyes closed, instantly reached out his hand. When Tsukuyo's foot stopped about five centimeters from his face, he grabbed Tsukuyo's ankle.
"Are you so enthusiastic early in the morning?" Kawaki slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curved up as he looked at Tsukuyo with interest.
"Re..." Tsukuyo had just opened her mouth when she was interrupted by Kawaki.
"Oh~" Kawaki's gaze slightly glanced in a certain direction, "Considering your taste, your selection of panties is surprisingly good."
"You... where are you looking at?!" Tsukuyo, whose face was flushed red, said angrily. At the same time, she reached into her bosom and took out several kunai.
However, this time, the result was still somewhat unexpected to Tsukuyo. Before she could throw out the kunai, Tsukuyo felt that her body lost its center of gravity in an instant.
When Tsukuyo returned to her senses, she was already lying in Kawaki's bed, lying face-to-face with the man.
"I will be very distressed if you make such a fuss so early in the morning. Kawaki's hand gradually climbed up Tsukuyo's waist, and then he leaned close to Tsukuyo's ear and whispered, "Or, did you do it on purpose? Then, do you want to do something that makes people feel better in the morning?"
"You... What are you talking about?!" Tsukuyo, whose face was already burning hot to the point of smoking, also began to tremble, "You..."
"Hey, calm down, woman." Kawaki gently pressed his index finger on Tsukuyo's lips, and his charming eyes were full of teasing, "This look will make me less excited."
With that, Kawaki pulled Tsukuyo into his arms, and his face gradually leaned forward.
Looking at Kawaki's face getting closer and closer, Tsukuyo subconsciously closed her eyes and struggled with all her might. However, today, Kawaki was extraordinarily strong. Tsukuyo, who could not struggle free, felt her heart beating faster and faster.
"Heh, what a cute little kitten," Kawaki said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Tsukuyo suddenly felt her body being released. She quickly opened her eyes and saw Kawaki, who had already put on his clothes, walking slowly toward the door.
"Let's save the reward for next time, little kitten." When he was about to reach the door, Kawaki glanced at Tsukuyo with great interest.
Looking at Kawaki's back as he turned away again, Tsukuyo suddenly noticed something. Behind Kawaki, there was a thin black tail with a triangular tip like a demon's tail, constantly swaying.
"That is..." The blush on Tsukuyo's face had not completely faded, and she muttered.
...
Breakfast time.
Looking at Kawaki sitting in the main seat reading the newspaper while elegantly chewing, Seita and Hinowa opened their mouths, but they did not say a word for a long time.
"Sister... Sister Tsukuyo," Seita pointed at Kawaki with a cold sweat on his head and looked at Tsukuyo, sitting in the corner of the dining table with a red face and an absent-minded expression. He asked in a low voice, "What happened to Brother Kawaki? Why did he become like that? Or is that really Brother Kawaki? Why did he become another person after a nap?"
"Exactly, Tsukki, what happened?" Hinowa looked at Tsukuyo and asked in a low voice with a worried face, "It's too strange."
"This was the first time since Kawaki-san came to Yoshiwara. What happened? Did he pick up something unclean outside and eat it? Or did he go to an unclean store to play?"
As she spoke, Hinowa suddenly noticed something and asked with concern, "Tsukki, your face is so red. What's wrong? Are you sick? Have you caught a cold? Also, why are you sitting so far away from us? It's not like you're playing Othello. It's useless to occupy the corner of the table."
'So... so painful. Why does it feel like my chest is going to explode?' Tsukuyo thought with a red face as she drank the soup. 'Why can't my heart stop beating so fast? I didn't expect that man to be a demon. And he even cast a demonic spell on me. What a bad man. What should I do? Why...Why did it become like this...'
As she thought about this, Tsukuyo secretly glanced at Kawaki, 'This kind of man. This kind of man, who does nothing but stay in his room and play games all day long. His true form... is actually a demon!'
"...Tsukki, Tsukki!" Hinowa's voice grew louder, "Did you hear me? What happened? Why are you so absent-minded? Are you sick?"
"Ah, nothing!" Tsukuyo shouted with a red face, "I was just thinking about Hyakka!"
"I see..." Hinowa's frown gradually eased up, and then she pointed at Tsukuyo's hand, "But it's not good to be too focused. Well, put down the soy sauce."
"Soy sauce?" Tsukuyo looked at her hand in confusion and saw that the original soup bowl had turned into soy sauce at some point.
"You just drank a few mouthfuls of soy sauce. Are you really okay?" Hinowa asked worriedly.
"Ah, I'm okay!" Tsukuyo quickly replied, "I just felt that today's soy sauce was really delicious! I just accidentally drank a few more mouthfuls!"
"Hey, you..." Kawaki, who had come to Tsukuyo's side at some point in time, propped up his cheek with one hand and curled his lips into a smirk, "Are you still concerned about what happened this morning?"
"No, no, no! I don't care at all! I don't care at all!" Tsukuyo hurriedly refuted with a red face, but her eyes kept turning to the side.
"What happened this morning?" Hinowa looked at Kawaki in confusion.
"The reward I promised to give to a little kitten..." As he spoke, Kawaki gently placed his hand on Tsukuyo's head and gently rubbed it, "I have temporarily kept it."
Feeling the inexplicable touch on her head, Tsukuyo instantly became like a cat with its fur standing on end. At the same time, Hinowa and Seita at the side, were also shocked by Kawaki's words and actions. Their mouths were half open and they were stunned on the spot.
"Little... kitten?!" Hinowa and Seita were shock.
Tsukuyo turned her head and shouted with a red face, "Stop..."
"Alright, alright." The hand that Kawaki placed on Tsukuyo's head instantly changed position. He gently lifted Tsukuyo's chin and his index finger continued to scratch, "Let's wait for the next time. However, I like panties that are a little more astringent~"
"Bastard!"
Tsukuyo couldn't stand it anymore. She gritted her teeth and reached into her bosom. She took out several kunai without any explanation. However, before Tsukuyo could throw the kunai away, she suddenly felt that her hand was empty. At this time, Tsukuyo found that the kunai in her hand had disappeared!
"Do you like this?" Kawaki played with the kunai that he had just taken from Tsukuyo in an instant, "But for a woman, this kind of thing is too dangerous. If you really want to play, I will teach you something more fun next time. You will definitely be very happy, both..."
Tsukuyo, who was ashamed to the extreme and became like a steam engine, could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
"Yare, yare, you really are a woman who can't stand being teased." Kawaki shook his head and said softly. Then he stood up and looked at Hinowa and Seita, "I'm full. Thank you for the hospitality."
After that, Kawaki slowly walked toward the door.
"That, Mom, is that really Brother Kawaki?" Seita, whose face was full of black lines, twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered, "No, that is not the Brother Kawaki I know at all. I have never known such a Brother Kawaki..."
"The two of them have unknowingly developed to this extent..." Hinowa covered her mouth and whispered in surprise.
"It can't be that! There is something wrong! Other than his face, he is basically another person!" Seita argued in a low voice, "The expression, character, everything is another person! That kind of man is not Brother Kawaki!"
"Perhaps, men may have such another self hidden in their heart," Hinowa turned to look at Kawaki who had just walked to the door, "But it is too bold to do that kind of thing in front of us..."
"I don't believe it!" Seita slapped the table and stood up in an instant. Then, he turned around and pointed at Kawaki who was about to disappear at the door, "That person is definitely not Brother Kawaki! That kind of frivolous man is not Brother Kawaki!"
Just as he finished speaking, Seita suddenly noticed the demonic tail that stretched out from Kawaki's waist.
"Did... Brother Kawaki always had that kind of thing?" The corners of Seita's eyes twitched as he looked at Hinowa, who was at the side, "Is there always something like a demon's tail? Is it always behind Brother Kawaki?"
Hinowa, "..."
...
After recovering, Tsukuyo sat back down and took a sip of the hot tea before slowly saying, "That appearance may be the original appearance of that man. The man's true identity is a demon. A demon that has always been hidden in the world..."
"That... Is it really okay to add a new setting at this time?" Seita said expressionlessly, "A game otaku is actually a hidden demon? Is it really appropriate to insert such a setting at this time? Although it does sound like an interesting setting, is it really okay? No matter how you look at it, it's wrong, right?"
"No, perhaps it was his original setting," Tsukuyo shook her head and thought for a while before replying, "If that's the case, then the strength that the man showed before might make sense."
"No, it shouldn't be like that," Hinowa shook her head and reminded loudly while pointing to the TV at the side, "I think that's the reason."
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