Maybe a Fake Gintama

As soon as Shinpachi finished speaking, a group of two-dimensional OTAKUs across from him started to boil.

"Hey! What do you mean?! No. 53!" A two-dimensional OTAKU holding a beautiful girl figure with the number plate No. 18 yelled at Shinpachi.

"What I mean is! In the end, even if you fall in love with a girl from the second dimension, there will be no consequences!" Xin Bajia curled his lips with disdain, then stood up excitedly and pointed at the other faction's Two-dimensional OTAKUs, "You are just wasting your time!"

"Are you kidding me!" The No. 18 who just stood up also stood up, his face full of anger, "Shiori-chan lives in my heart!"

"Then it's just your fantasy!" Xin Baji shouted again, "It's just your delusion because you have lost the ability to communicate with the outside world! It's a disgusting delusion today!"

After hearing this, No. 18's expression froze instantly, but it was only for a moment. Then his face showed an expression of uncontrollable anger, and he yelled at Xin Bajie: "What did you say?!"

After saying that, he was about to rush forward. As for the idols OTAKU headed by Shinbachi, they were not panicked at all, and everyone even had smiles on their faces as if they were confident of winning.

But at this critical moment, Man No. 7 next to No. 18 (a man carrying a sword behind his back, wearing sunglasses, a red hairband on his forehead, and wearing a light blue denim short-sleeved shirt) raised his hand. He looked at the supporter and said in a calm tone: "Um... I have a little opinion, it doesn't hurt to raise it, right?"

"But it doesn't matter." The host nodded, and then the camera focused on No. 7.

In front of the TV, Jiang Cheng held his chin and murmured: "I always feel that this No. 7 looks familiar... By the way, Yueyue, do you feel the same way? It seems like I know someone..."

"I only know a good-for-nothing otaku like you." Yue Yong twisted her lips and glanced at Jiang Cheng with disdain.

"I'm completely different from them!" Jiang Cheng snorted disdainfully, "Whether it's a three-dimensional otaku who wants to fall in love with an idol, or a two-dimensional otaku who wants to fall in love with an anime character, in my opinion They are all just as pathetic as before. I am completely different from them!"

"That's the only difference," Yue Yong snorted, then glanced at a certain part of Jiang Cheng's body with a strange look, "Wilted man."

"What did you say?!" Jiang Cheng was furious. He stood up and pointed at Yue Yong and was about to curse a few words, but Yue Yong took the lead and shot two kunai right in the head...

At the same time, No. 7 on TV began to speak:

"That...that is No. 53. Although the three-dimensional OTAKU is more concerned with reality than our two-dimensional OTAKU, but..." No. 7 tilted his head, then looked at Xinbaji and spoke in a low voice. An interrogation that cuts straight to the soul: "Then I have a question, do you think you can marry her one day when you are so active in supporting your idol?"

After hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the three-dimensional otakus headed by Shinpachi suddenly became wonderful.

Shinbachi nodded his fingers, pouting and stumbling. "That is…"

"It's impossible, it can't be done," No. 7 interrupted Shinpachi's words without hesitation in his calm tone, "In other words, you three-dimensional otakus and us two-dimensional otakus are both doing this. A fruitless love. So,

No matter you or us, we are just the same species..."

Hearing this, Xin Baji couldn't help but interrupt No. 7's speech, shook his head vigorously and retorted: "No, no, no, no! It's completely different! It is indeed a bit impossible to marry an idol... However, it is not 100% impossible, you are 100% impossible!"

"No, actually you can't," No. 7 said calmly, still using his own calm tone.

"It's not impossible! After all, the idols we support are real people in reality!" Xin Baji retorted, but his tone was no longer as calm as at the beginning, but showed a hint of guilt.

"No, it's your contradictory thoughts that prevent you from seeing the reality clearly," No. 7 replied, "And it's because we, the two-dimensional otakus, can see the reality clearly that we pour all our love into the two-dimensional world. On the avatar.”

"You are such a weak soul! Why do you underestimate the captain!" A group of three-dimensional otakus stood up angrily and shouted at a group of two-dimensional otakus.

"What?! Are you not convinced?!" A group of two-dimensional otakus also stood up and shouted.

Immediately afterwards, the two gangs rushed towards each other and started fighting...

"What a pathetic group of people... what a sad fight..." Jiang Cheng, who was lying on his side in front of the TV with two kunai on his forehead, snorted disdainfully.

"You're about the same as them." Yue Yong complained ruthlessly.

"No, no, no," Jiang Cheng waved his hand with a arrogant look on his face, "They are completely incomparable to me, two-dimensional girls? Real-life idols? Sticking to that kind of thing will only make them unable to recognize reality even more. . I have transcended that realm a long time ago. For me, women are far worse than games~"

"You are the one who deviates the most from reality, right..." Yue Yong complained expressionlessly.

"Ha~ But you can't say that. Their relationship with women is very bad at first glance, and it's far worse than mine." Jiang Cheng yawned and rubbed the corners of his eyes, "No matter how hard I say it, I will never fall in love with an idol. Compared with the virtual characters in the two-dimensional world, I am still within the scope of a normal man, both physically and mentally."

Yue Yong: "..."

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng noticed something. He quickly sat up, pointed at the No. 7 player whose sunglasses were torn off by Shinpachi on the TV, and murmured: "That...isn't that Mr. Liu Hai?!"

"How is it possible? How can the dignified deputy chief of the Shinsengumi be an otaku like you? Are you an idiot?" Yue Yong looked at Jiang Cheng with a look that looked like an idiot.

"No, no, no! That one is undoubtedly Mr. Liu Hai!" Jiang Cheng turned to Yue Yong and defended, "The iconic fish eyes and V-shaped bangs!"

Yue Yong glanced at the TV impatiently and said contemptuously: "What are you talking about?"

Before she finished speaking, Tsukiyoshi was stunned, because that person was really the deputy commander of the Shinsengumi, Hijikata Jūshirō!

"What on earth...is going on?!" Yue Yong said with a look of horror.

"I didn't expect Liu Haijun to have such hobbies in private," Jiang Cheng said leisurely, then turned to Yue Yong with a confident expression and explained to himself: "That's what the so-called man is like. Maybe he usually It’s hard to tell through his performance, but he has an OTAKU heart hidden behind him!”

"How is this possible!" Yue Yong shouted.

"No, aren't there a lot of examples like this around us?" Jiang Cheng shrugged, "For example, Gintoki, even though he has a job in the Master House, there is no doubt that he is a Nite group! As for the new eight-year-old, let alone Now. Liu Haijun should be added to the list now."

Yue Yong held her chin up and thought about Jiang Cheng's words. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Jiang Cheng was right...

As he said that, Jiang Cheng pulled out the kunai on his forehead, gently moved the bangs on his forehead, and said with emotion, "Sure enough, I am the most normal in this work. I am worthy of being the protagonist."

"Ah——" Yue Yong looked at Jiang Cheng with a look of disdain, and deliberately prolonged her voice, "Is that so..."

"As a perfect protagonist, sometimes I am very distressed." Jiang Cheng said pretending to be distressed, and then he couldn't help but laugh without restraint.

Yueyong:......

"Hey, wait a minute," Jiang Cheng suddenly noticed something again, stopped laughing abruptly, looked at the sword behind Zhai Shishi on the TV, his pupils shrank slightly, and murmured: "That sword is …”

"What's wrong?" Yue Yong asked confused.

"No, no, it's nothing." Jiang Chenghan laughed twice.

Yue Yong obviously didn't believe Jiang Cheng's words, but she was not interested in asking further questions.

"By the way, why didn't Sougo-kun tell me about Liu Haijun's hobby before?" Jiang Cheng murmured, holding his hands, "If I use this to prank Liu Haijun, it will definitely be fun~ Hahahaha..."

"Boring," Yue Yong said, standing up and walking forward to turn off the TV. "Have you finished recording?"

"Ah, completely OK," Jiang Cheng made an OK gesture, "This kind of thing is indeed not difficult at all, for a perfect protagonist like me."

"Is that so?" Yue Yong looked at the triangular plug of the video recorder that fell on the ground. The contempt in her eyes was as real as the substance. "What kind of perfect protagonist? He is obviously just a useless otaku who even forgets to plug in the plug. "

Jiang Cheng finally discovered this small mistake, scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Huh? I clearly remembered that I had plugged it in. Did it fall off because of the earthquake? Well! It must be because of that!"

"Who would believe that kind of reason!" Yue Yong complained mercilessly, "No reader will believe it, you bastard! You are just plain stupid!"

"No, as a perfect protagonist, do you think I would make such a small mistake?" Jiang Cheng waved his hand impatiently, then gently moved the bangs on his forehead again, and sneered, "No, it's the world's fault."

"Wash." Yue Yong stepped on Jiang Cheng's head into the floor with an expressionless expression.

…

"Does it really matter?" Yue Yongyi said slowly from the window, "That Takasugi's target is the Shinsengumi. Don't you still call yourself a friend of that group of people?"

"Haha, as expected, Yueyue, you overheard last night," Jiang Cheng pulled his head out of the floor, sat there and smiled, "Eavesdropping on other people's conversations is not a good habit, Yueyue. .”

Yue Yong didn’t reply…

"I have no interest in that kind of thing anymore," Jiang Cheng continued with a smile, "Besides... Sougo-kun and the others will not be killed easily."

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